Confession time: I dragged my feet on this post and seriously thought about not writing for you this week.
There is SO much going on right now, with the end of school for my kiddos and some fabulous (but time-consuming) new developments at ClickAClass. I was tempted to give it the old “I just don’t have time” excuse….the “I can’t make it perfect, so I won’t make it at all” excuse….the dreaded “one time doesn’t really matter” excuse.
And then I realized that NOT HAVING TIME this is one of the top three reasons that most moms give for not exercising. Probably in the top three for anybody at all. And it’s not good enough.
Actions speak louder than words. What you do matters more than what you say. What basis do I have to coach and cajole you, saying “if it’s important, you’ll make the time” — when I’m not doing the same myself?
(Answer: none. No basis.)
So, I’M HERE. This post isn’t perfect. I can tell already that it’s a little aimless, a little stream-of-consciousness. The grammar stinks. I’m using improper ellipses and plenty of sentence fragments. And already I can tell you that I won’t take time at the end to proofread it because I’m practicing the fine art of putting it out there and then letting go.
Self-discipline is easily one of my personal core values. I grew up in a physical discipline (ballet); my parents taught me the power of discipline at home (do your homework first, then play…dinner first, then dessert….brush teeth, then go to bed…); yoga and other studies since have given me peace through self-discipline of the mind and heart (keeping the mind steady…keeping quiet unless there’s something kind and valuable to say…).
It takes work. It takes practice. It’s not easy and it’s rarely perfect — but that’s life, right? Self-discipline prepares you for all of life. And when I look back on my life, I want to know that I did my best as many times as possible.
What about you?
What role does self-discipline play in your life?
If you could change that role, how would it be different?