Miracle Mornings (for bloggers and duck hunters)

Well… this book (who tells you that it’s good to wake up early) is also a success in France. I just checked on ze Internet to discover they printed dozens of more, like Miracle Morning for writers, families, executives, whatever. Money is good, take it where it is!

We could offer a bigger variety, like MM to pee, MM mindfulness, MM for single fathers, MM sex and MM for photographers who like poetry, or MM for those who work on a thesis about Middle Age in Finland. Well, they did MM for Real Estate agents!

Well, it says : Wake up early. That’s all! The “not-so-obvious” blurb is wrong. It is. You just have to pull the idea-string to do it. Wake up early means… you have to jump into bed early (or you’ll be like a craving coffee sleepy slipperhead). It also means this :

You’ll have time in the quiet morning for yourself.

After all, in evenings, we all are drunk and exhausted by our day, right? Kids, noise, schedules, commuting, TV bullshittery, errands erranding, and so on : this is all melt and stuck in our head like a boule of grease, and at 8 PM you just look like an incoherent irritated dead hive.

Pill or no pill : Go to bed and sleep at 9 PM. At 5 in the morning you’ll be like a jumping happy zebra. Coffee, shower, then do what you like : blog, read, breathe, make love slowly, then go biking, or watch the sun waking up in colors, naked feet in the grass (if it’s summer – or all year long if you live in Califloridania).

Sshhhh…

Almost all my blogs articles are written hours before I go to work. I can’t do any good things in evenings – or maybe articles which are in need to be very casually written (yes, some of them need that).

Well, if you HAVE to wake up at 5 to commute & work immediately, that’s not fun anymore. I’m sorry! I lived like that for a year. I was back home at 3:30 PM and crashed in sleep anywhere in a minute, like a bovine patty-chip-dung : schplaff.

Not good for any creativity, I agree. The only thing I could do with this brain is to collect forks or avant-garde screwdrivers. Swell!

If you wake up at 4 AM because you are a hunter, I don’t like you. Killing ducks and deers is not cool. It hurts them. Not miracle morning at all! Gunshots during dawn, come on! It’s bad morning for animals, you disturb birds chirping, and it’s bad for your kharma. I wish you walk into a huge French cow chip, so there!

Have a nice day, everyone!

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Miracle ShitShifted Mornings

When you’re not OK, you often don’t want to go to sleep : you play video games instead, or you chat online, or you binge-TV until VERY late in the night.

I’ve been there, playing Quake II alone or Myth online all night long, or rebuild the world in interminable conversations with other old lost souls, listening to Bach or Steve Roach‘s music with candles. It makes you forget you have no (…) in your life. Good!

Now I’m older, I found another way, which is the contrary the reverse one, le contraire.

You go to bed at 7 PM. You know it’s early and that you will “read”. But you’re too drunk or tired to do that. And thinking about your parked life is boring. Your eyes are exploded because you watched the clouds too much. You sleep at 7:30 PM (with a pill). You wake up, completely lost, at 2 AM, but if you’re lucky you can sleep a bit more. Until 3:30 AM. You slept enough, you’re ready to go! It’s your own f*ckin’ “Miracle Morning”!

Well you’re ready for coffee, right? At 4 AM, you’re fresh and happy. If it’s winter, you’re packed under two pairs of socks & trousers and three sweaters in front of your Macintosh, trying to write something from an idea you had in a dream, a book you liked, about some Desert Music pulsing, or an old diary you wrote ten years ago. You should write a novel, but nope it is. Later when you’ll have the strength blablabla tululu.

Happiness is in little moments : you can watch, in Summer, the dawn’s first lights. It’s colored, and beautiful. If you have the energy, Instagram it!

Thanks for reading!

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