The Miracle Morning

A few weeks before my birthday, I was doing my usual Pinterest pinning and reading of blog posts searching for ideas for my not bullet journal, bullet journal (I'll tell you about that another day). When I found a few references to something which caught my interest. The references were about living a Level Ten Life and at first glance, I was pretty certain, that this was something I wanted to learn more about.

So I started searching and I found a book called "Miracle Morning" by Hal Elrod and knowing my love of self-help and motivational books (the latter is what I think this is classified as) I decided to order it for my birthday. And then I tried to forget about it so that I wouldn't be tempted to open it before my birthday. And I was so successful at forgetting about it, I didn't pick it up until the 8th of May, almost a full week after my birthday!

And as soon as I was halfway through it (I spent a couple of hours reading it at Church whilst Tops was at Youth) I knew that this was something I was going to give a try.

So on the 9th May 2018, I got up early and was in my living room ready for my new morning routine by 5:47am.

PippaD Ready for her first Miracle Morning on Day 1

Now, as you may have noticed, this blog post is just one week after that first early get up. Surely I haven't learnt anything in a week from this process?

But I have.

One of the first things I realised was despite being a happy person almost all of the time, my thoughts are quite negative. The last thing I did on the 8th of May, after having said my prayers and climbed into bed was to tell myself that when I woke up at 5:40am, I was going to feel well rested, I was going to be happy and I wasn't going to reach for my alarm.

It worked a little too well.

When I woke up, it was with the most peaceful and refreshed feelings I think I have ever felt. I went to swing my legs out of the bed when I realised my alarm hadn't woken me. And it was darker than I would expect for 5:30am.

So I looked at the clock. I was about to get out of bed at 1:30am!

So I lay back down, said another little gratitude prayer and went back to sleep.

It was the most terrible night's sleep ever. I swear I woke up every hour or so, eager to see if it was time to get up. I awoke the last time at 5:39am and as I'm a generous soul, I went to turn off my alarm that I'd set the night before so it wouldn't disturb Flyfour.

Only, there was no alarm set for that morning. Apparently, the night before I'd decided to set an alarm for everyday BUT the Wednesday! Still, I was awake and downstairs and have been every morning since then, by 5:47am.

Face Washed, Teeth Brushed, Glass of Water drunk, Bladder Emptied and in my work out clothing ready for a Miracle Morning.

Come back next week to find out how I've done since this first euphoric week!