I often wonder what or who motivates me to get up each morning and go forth with my morning routine. Everyday. Even when I don’t feel like it.
How is it that I still show up?
There was a time when just getting out of bed was a struggle. Even in the early awakening of the morning summer sun.
And now? Within 10 minutes of my alarm going off, I’m out.
I know it’s not happened overnight. And neither has it happened consistently. There are days even now when I miss it.
When I reflect on this shift in attitude, I am reminded of a transformation. And resistance.
Every morning, resistance showed up bright and early. And I would have a battle on my hands.
Most days, I lost.
Resistance was too powerful.
Over time, I recognised that I could not beat it by fighting. Engaging in battle creates more resistance. And gives it more power.
By the way, transformation also showed up. But it never had a chance against resistance. It was powerful in its outcome but weak in its behaviour.
So I had to do the heavy lifting for it. I had to be more strategic.
I decided that I need to understand resistance. If I am going to be facing it every day, I have to at least make an effort to know my enemy. And well enough so that I can do something about it.
So each morning, I would allow resistance to enter. Not engaging with it. Only observing its behaviour. Trying to understand what it was communicating with me.
Why did it exist?
After a few such silent mornings (the battles were gone), I got my first insight.
“It’s too difficult”.
Resistance told me it was too difficult.
Now I could figure out what was difficult and create a plan to counter it.
“It’s not going to last, so why bother?”.
Each morning, the revelations got deeper and more insightful. And as I reflected on them, I got more answers.
Every argument resistance made, I understood. Empathised. And countered.
By this time, resistance was losing its power. The more it opened up and revealed itself, the more power it lost.
My morning routines were getting better, longer, and focused. Of course, each morning started by welcoming resistance.
We became friends. And we understood each other.
It still shows up once in a while. And I welcome it with open arms. We have a good chat, and then we go about our business.
Resistance is a friend disguised as an enemy. Allow it. Understand it. Talk with it. You’ll be surprised how much it has to tell you.
Oh, and transformation? The power that resistance lost, transformation gained.