Discipline never seems pleasant at the time...
When we were away last week, after the hustle and bustle of Easter preparations and services, I had the ability and the space to think.
In that time, I was able to collect my thoughts, write them down, and even share a few.
Yet, as soon as we return to our normal routine there seems to be a disconnect. I struggle to stay on task. I'm challenged to get a thought out in any cohesive manner- and the worst part- I am painfully aware of it.
It becomes an exercise in frustration.
I've been reading an interesting book called Routines. It is a collection of information regarding the daily routines of artists, poets, playwrights, and other creative individuals of note.
As you can imagine, their daily activities varied widely. Yet, all of them shared one attribute – they got to work. They had a system that worked for them. Very few of them had a chaotic or unorganized day as a result of their routines.
Many times, I have put together a daily schedule. The single most difficult aspect of keeping a schedule can be summed up in one word-
Being able to take what comes at you and return to the task set before you with a disciplined fervent manner is what I strive to accomplish daily.
In order to establish and re-engage the concept of having disciplined boundaries and a routine- I have to make a plan and regularly review it.
It's a blueprint for my day-