“You’ll never change your life until you change something you do daily. The secret of your success is found in your daily routine.” John C Maxwell
“Your beliefs become your thoughts,
Your thoughts become your words,
Your words become your actions,
Your actions become your habits,
Your habits become your values,
Your values become your destiny.” ― Mahatma Gandhi
As I made coffee this morning, I thought about how much kids love repetition. Truth be told, I was on autopilot and grateful for it since I felt like I had gotten up too early. I suddenly understood boot camp — the military knows that excellence comes from drilling good habits into their soldiers. I am enough of a rebel to admire independent thinking and failure to conform, but this morning, as I slipped into my new routine, I found myself appreciating the power of repetition, for it is only in the practicing that routines become habits and our habits that shape our lives.
Habits matter. Transformation is birthed on the altar of habit.
Bad habits are called addictions.
But “good” habits are addictions, too. The judgment stems from whether or not we are of the opinion that the habit is serving us well.
I notice, for myself, that when I feel resistance, when there is something I don’t want to do, then the bad habits are likely to kick in. I avoid my work. I hang out on social media. I play solitaire. I watch TV. I shop online. All of these are “bad” habits and I reach for them not because I so love them. It is because in the absence of something better, I reach for the known – that which I have repeated so many times that it is ingrained.
Habits matter. I have been trying to establish new good habits but it requires repetition. Which is why I’m grateful to be repeating the daily lessons from A Course in Miracles. Today’s, My meaningless thoughts are showing me a meaningless world, reminds me of why it is I am doing the lessons once again; why I am still studying the Course after twenty-something years. It takes practice to embody a habit. It takes repetition to make those practices routine and they need to become routine for them to become who I am.
We become what we repeatedly do.
Which is why I am trying to get back into the habit of really writing every day (and not just commenting on last year’s lesson).
Obviously, I still need practice.
Namaste, my friends, Namaste