I envy people who write creatively and often wish that I continued and developed my creative and expressive writing when I was younger.
To be honest I wasn’t really interested in the labour intensive task of writing and editing, I just liked the idea of it. I thought a fist draft was enough. I just wanted to be able to share my thoughts in the most economically written way possible, hoping that my readers could read my mind and know what I was trying to convey in each post.
I was lazy.
When I Committed to Writing
Just over two years ago I made a commitment to write as soon as my eyes opened from my slumber for 25 mins (the Pomodoro technique) and/or three pages for a month. Hand written pages of free flow writing. I like to call it brain dumping. I had lots to dump!
Ninety percent of my writing happened in the morning and 10% just before sleep at night. (Night time writing is not a good time for me two write, given that I am more of a morning person. The world is too awake and I’m too distracted in the afternoon and evenings).
As I wrote, something began to happen that changed my daily living. I became more purposeful, I had more clarity, and direction. I took action. I wasn’t lazy.
I’m not sure about you but I can be quite the expert in avoidance behaviour. I tend to do things that aren’t necessarily on my priority to do list. All those superfluous things that don’t need doing.
I suddenly had a spring in my step when I went about my day after I my brain dump. I felt light and free.
Over these 30 days of developing my daily writing habit I didn’t just brain dump, I also wrote more interesting pieces that I am yet to edit and share. I felt good about myself and my writing.
What Happened When I Stopped Writing
When my month of writing ended I still continued to write but not as diligently or consistently. Like most newly formed habits it began to fade and I began to revert back to my old ways of planning and organising. Aimlessly wandering around in my mind looking for the “right” door to open, spending too much time on wondering and wandering with a lack of purpose and direction, reflecting my purpose in life. I felt lost. I became a little depressed.
That magic 30 days didn’t quite work for me. You know that 30 day form a habit theory you read in most self help books.
I wondered why it was and why I fell back into my old habits. After much contemplation and reflection I realised that it was because I had completely stopped my daily writing habit.
So I started up again and that feeling of direction and focus returned. It re-ignited my spirit and energy. I was happy and content yet again!
Reflecting on a Fallen Habit
I have to admit that beginning and committing to the daily habit of writing wasn’t easy but setting a timer and writing whatever comes to mind in a free flowing manner worked for me.
I resisted writing because I considered myself to be lazy. I’d been told that I couldn’t write well and because I didn’t read enough I wouldn’t be a good writer. I carried that with me for most of my life until now. And this is where my writing journey begins.
I have a lot to share.
Realising that writing brings me joy as much as my sketching does, I want to share my thoughts, my ideas, my creativity, my experiences and my discoveries of life, food, travel, art and anything that comes to mind.
My spare time is now spent on learning more about writing and developing my writing skills. I will never give up nor will I stop writing.
Find What Brings You Joy
Sometimes we we have moments in our life where we wonder what our purpose in life is and sometimes we think that it’s taking on that job with the impressive title or doing things that sounds and looks good to others. Finding what brings you joy and going there sounds simple and cliched but is so true.
Writing brings me joy. Not only does it give me harmony and balance and it also gives me the opportunity to share and connect, which are all important to me and my well-being.
What brings you joy?