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Clarification

…and by “the next several weeks” what I apparently meant was the next several months.

Do you know how hard it is to reform a habit once it’s lost?

And do you know how easy it is to drop a habit?

I faithfully wrote on this little blog for five minutes a day for more than half a year… and yet it took next to nothing for me to kick it to the curb.

Why isn’t kicking a bad habit as easy as kicking a good one?

Seriously. This is a real question.

Why???

There was a good chunk of time that life got a little crazy, but now it’s back to normal – the normal crazy.

So I should be back right?

I suppose it’s just a matter of decision.

Ok then, I’m deciding to be back.

Can’t even describe how I’ve missed this little place, but even more – how I’ve missed my discipline of daily free writing. It’s good for my soul.

STOP.

 

Q for you: What do you think? Why is it so easy to break good habits, but so hard to break bad ones?

 

Love,
A

 


On getting derailed from a healthy habit

It’s amazing how easy it is to get out of a well-established habit. (Kind of depressing, actually.)

There was a point in my life where I got up at 5:00am every day. By choice.

This now seems like my worst nightmare.

But at the time I lived with twelve girls and I reeeeaaalllly liked to get my shower in first and have some quiet space to myself. (What’s a half-introverted girl to do?!)

When I started this blog it was for many reasons. One of them – the main one – was to help establish a healthy discipline of regular, free writing.

I happily did this every day for six months. (It was very, very rare for me to miss a day.)

Not only did I do it every day, I LOVED IT.

Then the force that was our July hit and I just couldn’t do it. (Fine, there’s grace for that.)

But now life is back to normal and I’m finding it sooo hard to get back to the every day.

I want to – I love and enjoy writing! I have time to – who can’t find 5 minutes in “normal” circumstances?!

So….. what’s the problem here?

I’m not sure.

But it’s a little frightening for me to see just how quickly and easily a well-cultivated habit (discipline) can be derailed if we’re not careful.

What’s a goal-oriented girl to do?

Well, keep on trying to get back on track I suppose.

 

Q for you: Surely you’ve had a good habit fall to the wayside at one point or another. What helped you to get back on track?

 

Love,
A

 

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I blog because I’m a writer. I don’t write because I’m a blogger. Big difference.

I started blogging two years ago.

At the time I had no interest in being a “blogger”. In fact, I didn’t even know what a blog was. (True story.)

I was so ignorant about blogging that I didn’t even realize our family “website” that I created to keep loved ones and supporters updated on our life and work was actually a blog. Apparently I had already been blogging for years. But I don’t really count that. (To me it was simply newsletters in website form.)

Comments? Why?

RSS? Huh?

Analytics? Say wha?

I had no idea.

Now two years later I have much more idea.

I’ve learned a lot. I’ve been a blogger and I’ve backed off as a blogger. I’ve grown a community. I’ve networked. I’ve answered hundreds and hundreds of emails that I seriously don’t have time for. And I’ve met some amazing people.

But here’s the thing. Sometimes I love blogging. (I certainly love all the things I’ve learned from reading blogs and I’ve loved some of the genuine friendships that have sprung out of it.)

But sometimes I loathe blogging. I rarely ever check page views any more, and I can’t seem to ever keep up with the goals I set for myself. (Not a bad thing – they are sometimes unrealistic.)

I didn’t start blogging to be a blogger. I started because I wanted to write.

I continue because I want to write.

That’s the bottom line.

No matter how many people read or follow or comment or tweet or like or pin….

I blog because I’m a writer. And for now, the platform I’m creating is helping me to practice, express, connect, and so many other things.

So blog or not (actually 7 to be honest), I blog becuase I’m a writer.

That being said, yes, I’m a blogger. But I’m a writer first.

STOP.

 

Q for you: Do you blog? Are you a blogger? A writer? What does that mean to you??

 

Love,
A

p.s. I didn’t write yesterday because I went to bed (still fully clothed) at 6:30pm. Today was that kind of day too, but I got up again around 8:30pm when the sleep wasn’t working out so well. Is there anything worse than being utterly exhausted (and grumpy) and having insomnia all at once? Yes, of course there is. But when you’re in the midst of it, it sure doesn’t feel like it can get much worse… Bah.

 

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Six months. Almost.

I thought it time for a little check-in related to this blog.

Hard to imagine that it’s been almost half a year since I started this crazy five-minute a day project.

I’m so glad I did. Some of my favorite writing has come in the moments before bed in this little space.

Until recently, I had not missed a day. That alone makes me happy – shows that I’m growing in discipline.

This month has been harder. I think I’ve missed four days now. Maybe five.

But instead of getting cranky about it, I’ve decided to be gracious to myself.

I’m in the throes of life with littles right now and to say I’m tired is an understatement.

Ultimately, I’m proud that I’ve made it this far.

I’ve done more writing on a consistent basis here than I ever could have in another format.

It’s been liberating to not have a focus or a niche.

And it’s been liberating to not worry about editing.

Mostly, it’s just been liberating to write. (Cuz I am a writer, you know.)

Six more months to go with this project.

Can I do it?

I think yes.

STOP.

 

Q for you: What have you accomplished lately that’s been hard but makes you proud?

 

Love,
A

 

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Loose ends coming together

By nature I’m a connector.

I like to know context and history.

I naturally see patterns.

I think it’s part of the creative process – seeing how life is interlocked and overlapping – and then interpreting it all in light of what’s already been.

And when things feel disconnected, I feel fragmented. Somehow.

But this is not one of those times of disconnect.

I feel like I can see through this window of a place I’ve not yet been… but the glimpse of what’s inside is making lots of little things start to make sense.

Convergence.

Alignment.

Relationships forming, vision shaping, web spinning, Word coming.

There’s a Jesus element to it that’s hard to explain.

But it’s there. I feel it in my bones.

One of those seasons that marks a life moving forward.

Loose ends coming together; The beginning of change.

STOP.

 

Q for you: Sometimes I write far too late at night and then this is what comes out – stream-of-conscious jibberish. But could you possibly have an inkling of what I’m talking about? What do you feel like when change is in the air?

 

Love,
A

 

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Pep talk

I don’t get scared easily.

To be honest, I’ve never struggled much with fear.

But right now? I’m terrified.

An opportunity lays before me that I want to take. So much.

But I also want to run the opposite direction. R-u-n.

All of a sudden these ugly visitors rise to the surface: fear of failure, fear of inadequacy, fear of being out of my depth, fear of rejection, fear of blowing it.

I “make my living” helping people to understand how awesome they are, but now all of a sudden I’m cowering.

I need to take some of my advice:

Face your fears.

Take a risk.

Be willing to fail.

Have faith.

Don’t over think things.

Let go of perfectionism.

Believe in yourself.

Trust God.

An opportunity is just that – an opportunity. It’s up to me whether I embrace it or blow it off.

I’m gonna choose to embrace it, perhaps with a little trembling… but embrace it nonetheless.

Eeek!

STOP.

 

Q for you: When’s the last time you faced one of your fears?

 

Love,
A

 

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Fear and love and letting go

If I’m honest with myself I can see a few areas of fear in my life:

Fear of doing something that I feel is important but turns out to be viewed by others insignificant or a waste of time.

Fear of doing something that has the potential to be much bigger than I think I can handle.

Fear of offending someone by offering an alternative opinion.

Fear of not being able to finish what I start.

Fear of being misunderstood.

All of us have fears, and if we’re not careful our fears can paralyze us, keep us from even attempting to move beyond hte comfortable here-and-now.

As someone who is not typically “fearful” by personality, I’ve been thinking about fear a bit lately. I’ve seen it creep into areas of my writing and sharing and living and… I don’t like it.

Since I’m a Christian, my view of fear directly stems from my understanding of scripture and of God’s character. The bible says that “perfect love drives out fear”. If that’s the case, then I must need more “perfect love” in my life.

I also know that fear correlates with my view of God adn my attitude toward him.

Do I place his opinion above that of others? (In “christianese” we call this fear of hte Lord vs. fear of man.)

So how about facing some of tehse fears? How about trusting on a new level?

How about letting go just a little bit more?

How about choosing fear of the Lord?

STOP.

 

Q for you: What do you do when you recognize fear creeping into your life?

 

Love,
A

 

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Writing behind the scenes

There are so many reasons I write.

I love the creative aspect of writing. I love the way my brain works when I’m on the keyboard.

I love words. And rhythm. And piecing ideas together.

I love trying to make something–art or instruction–that is beautiful or enjoyable or sometiemes just plain useful to someone.

What many people don’t know is that I probably write offline far more than I write online. And between my six–yes six–blogs, I write a lot. (Only three of those blogs are public, mind you.)

BUt actually, much of my writing happens in emails. Just good old fashioned one-on-one, person-to-person emails. (“Old fashioned” – heh heh.)

Almost daily I get an email from someone who is asking for advice or prayer or encouragement, or who simply wants to share (and be affirmed in) an experience. Many of them are old students of mine. Some are friends, or friends of friends. Some I’ve met through blogging. And some seem to appear out of nowhere.

it’s an incredible opportunity to use what I love (writing) to be a blessing.

I don’t get paid for it. I don’t get famous from it. I don’t have anything to show for it.

But I love it.

Why? Because it’s tangible. I know I can help people… and I want to.

Yes, I can share my (at times limited) life and experiences… but more importantly I can point them to God, the One who gives life.

it’s a very private ministry, and extremely hard to quantify, but it’s a very valid one too.

The only problem comes when people ask me “what do I do?” (as in my work). I sometimes stumble over this question and usually just say I’m a stay-at-home-mom (plenty of work right there, folks!) and a part-time teacher. (Which is true.)

“Oh, and I write” I sometimes throw in there.

But mostly? Mostly I’m just me. Without a title. Trying my best to use what God’s given me to help out the next girl.

STOP.

 

Q for you: Is your “work” easily quantifiable?

 

Love,
A

p.s. I’m not always able to do it straight away, but I always try to make time to respond to emails and private messages.

p.s.s. I just realized that I was talking about emails as if they’re not online. Haha, oops. I suppose I should’ve talked about “public and private” instead of just on/off-line writing. I guess that’s what I get for writing without much forethought and with no editing! 🙂

 

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Dream

What great big dreams are packaged up in your little heart?

Do you have some?

I know you do.

Are they secret? Are they known?

I am quick to share about some of my dreams… and very, very careful with others.

Seems that the closer something is to your heart of hearts, the more vulnerable it feels, hte more fragile the reality of it… teh easier it is to hide it away. Hide it in a safe place where no one can distrurb or hurt or crush it.

Or criticize it.

Or maybe worse, overlook it.

I’ve been learning to pursue passion more tehse last few years. In some ways, my pursuits may not obvious to some. (Much of it is behind hte scenes – things I don’t often mention or publicize.)

But my pursuits are obvious to me. I’ve taken real, tangible steps to be brave, to face my fears, to step out.

And in doing that I’m findin gmore and more energy to give life to them.

I don’t want to live a life full of dreams. I don’t want to get to the end of my days and think what if I had dreamed less and acted more?

It’s a tricky place – knowing when to dream and when to act.

I’m so thankful that I can connect with the Spirit of God to help lead me.

“Woman makes her plans but God determines her steps.” -Pr 16:something (9?)

STOP.

 

Q for you: What are you doing about your dreams?

 

Love,
A

 

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I’m loving this tiny little space

Can I just say how much I’m loving this little blog of mine?

My five minute, unedited, tiny little space for a few words a day.

Yes, it’s sometimes frustrating to “STOP”. I always, always want to go back and re-write and add in words and sentances and correct little mistakes. But, oh thre’s a but…

But I LOVE that I’m actually writing every day.

My life is so hectic right now that if I only ever wrote when I had time to write… it would be almost never. And yet five minutes a day? I can make that happen. (And somedays it actually feels like a stretch – ha!)

So even though i still want and need and crave for time to sit and write and edit and write putting more effort and thought into the creative process, the fact taht I’ve got this little blog means that I’m still writing in teh meantime. And I love that.

Sure, it’s beating out the perfectonist in me. (I still have a long way to go.) Sure, it’s teaching me to not waffle on and on and be more succinct. (Well, hopefully.) Sure, it’s forcing me to sit down and do something every day as a discipline and a creative outlet.

It’s all those things, those wonderful things.

But mostly? It’s becoming this precious place where I just clink out what’s on my mind. Sometimes deep and sometimes not. Incredibly theraputic. And such an amazign way to store up the little slices of life that might get buried or lost otherwise.

Funny taht some of my favorite writing has been here – banged out in just a few mnutes.

Of course it needs polishing and honing… but still, these little sessions have produced some treasures… in my opinion at least.

i think I may have stumbled into somethng that really is changing my life for the better. And I love it.

STOP.

 

Q for you: Are you actively seeking a way that you can be creative in the midst of your busy schedule and responsibilities?

 

Love,
A

 

Click Clink Five | Five minutes a day, unedited.
Adriel also writes (using spell-check!) on motherhood and parenting at The Mommyhood Memos