The other morning, as I sat down to breakfast – a fresh cup of coffee, an almond cranberry scone topped with yogurt and homemade peach preserves – I realized that this simple pleasure had not happened by accident.
The word that came to mind was discipline.
I hadn’t particularly wanted to bake scones the evening before, nor had I been eager to make the preserves last Friday. But I knew that the scones would give me an easy breakfast for the week ahead, and the peaches would not wait patiently on the counter forever. Fresh peaches have very little sympathy for procrastination.
I was reminded of something experience had taught me to trust: when we step beyond our immediate desires to attend to what is before us, we are often rewarded far sooner than we expect.
There is an old saying: “For want of a nail, the shoe was lost; for want of a shoe, the horse was lost; for want of a horse, the rider was lost; and for want of a rider, the battle was lost.” It is a wonderfully dramatic reminder that seemingly minor things have a way of becoming larger ones when we ignore them.
A modern version of that tale might begin with a tiny sound from the ceiling.
We all recognize the chirp that arrives at exactly the wrong moment, the reminder that something needs attention. The first chirp is easy to dismiss. Perhaps it was a passing glitch. Perhaps there is some simple explanation – a crawling insect that has wandered into the unit – that does not require admitting the obvious: the battery needs changing. Then morning comes, and the day fills itself with other demands.
Before long, you have adapted to its rhythm. You learn to live between the chirps. You notice the brief pause, the quiet, and the second of relief before the next one arrives. Somehow, this small annoyance becomes part of the household routine, and you develop the false confidence that you can deal with it later.
Eventually, the time comes when you are standing on a chair at midnight with a new battery in hand, wondering how a five-minute task became a full evening production.
The lesson is that some things whisper (chirp!) before they demand our attention. When we learn to listen early, we often save ourselves the much louder conversation later.
Consider the garden in August. You might not be a morning person, but you know that if you don’t step outside early to water the plants, you’ll end up standing under a scorching noon sun that drains your energy. Worse yet, the plants you’ve worked so hard to keep alive begin to suffer in the heat.
Heading out early requires discipline. It might mean turning off the lights earlier the night before or planning an afternoon nap to recharge. However you best organize your days, making that conscious choice keeps things manageable and protects what matters to you.
We often flinch at the word discipline. Over the years, it has gathered a cold, heavy reputation, conjuring images of strict rules, forced obedience, or self-denial.
Yet at its root, the word carries a different sense. Discipline and disciple both come from the Latin discipulus, “learner.” Disciplina was the guidance and instruction that helped someone master a craft. A disciple, therefore, is simply a learner.
A disciple follows a path out of care for where it leads. Practicing discipline means becoming both teacher and student of your own life, learning, again and again, what nurtures your spirit.
Seen this way, discipline is an act of self-devotion. Every time we choose it, we’re choosing what brings us wellbeing.
There is a deeper wisdom within us that knows what needs attention. It speaks with love, kindness, and equanimity, not with the harsh dictates of command and control. Learning to recognize it and respond to it is what keeps a life anchored.
There is no way around regular, unglamorous discipline if we want to create a place of comfort and rest. When we make discipline our ally, we discover a loyal companion who helps us build a graceful life.
What tasks/actions require daily discipline on your part? What would happen if you procrastinate? Thinking about today, where and how will you exercise discipline in your life?
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Oh dear, the weather has been very cold in the morning and I have been sooking out of my morning aqua class.
I need to do this one thing.
Asoon as the weather hits 11% I will!
If we’re alike, Toni, the going is a bit rough, but afterwards to be rewarded with that marvelous feeling of satisfaction makes the effort worth it.
Loved this! It’s how you feel after you have done something that you know will reap rewards. I always say “someone has to do it” and since my husband passed away that means I am the one to do it. Thanks for the encouragement!!
So you’ve shared this experience, Carolyn? Wonderful that you are buckling down to get things done, including those grunge jobs that someone has to take care of. Have felt the same way many a time. Ah, the small (and sometimes large) rewards!
Even beyond food, being disciplined in doing a daily task to keep my home clean makes a big difference in how I feel. Oh, it’s lived in believe me, but I’m never embarrassed when unexpected guests pop in!
I agree wholeheartedly. No worries when that surprise guest suddenly appears! Thanks for reading, Cynthia.
Your future self will thank you for the things you do today. Make those preserves, bake those scones!
Absolutely, Beth. Cannot think of any occasion when I’ve regretted doing things when they first beckon! Appreciate your comment.
If I take the time to hard boil some eggs, to make some healthy muffins, to use my pressure cooker for making a nice meal, it always feels so good that I have done these things and have these things so easily available to eat.
It DOES feel good to treat yourself kindly in this way, Louise. Thanks for your comment.
I’ve been on a ‘hard boiled egg’ kick recently. Always feels good to have some on hand for a quick protein snack. Just made a new batch this afternoon. Eight nicely hard boiled brown eggs. Life is good.
The small and appreciated pleasures of life…