Other than spending time with my family, my absolute favorite time of the week is Saturday morning. I wake up early before anyone, walk to the kitchen and start the zen-like process of making the perfect cup of coffee. When done, I walk over to my desk with a finely pressed espresso in my hand. I spend a few minutes with my iPad reading the Word of God and praying. A few minutes later, I wake my iPad from its slumber and fire up Instapaper.
There are currently 25 articles waiting for me to read. After a few sips of the good stuff, the precious time begins. I have precisely the right music on, and in that moment, I make love to words. I don’t consider that time busy, I’m not working – I am enjoying the moment. I really treasure those 90 minutes and I have come to the realization that I need this time every single day.
In those precious minutes, I am aware of the gift of quietness. During this silence, sitting in this room, I’ve offered myself to listen. I break the flow of productivity and things to do. I divorce myself from people for those moments and I listen to what I’m thinking. It’s amazing what your hear when you make time to listen.
I want to do this every day, for 90 minutes, no matter what. I think inspiration is worth the sacrifice.
Do you make time to listen? If so, what does your routine look like?
