It’s Monday morning, that can only mean one thing … I survived No phone Sunday.
Not only did I survive it, I am living today with a deeper understanding of my life. Talk about winning!?
For those who have read my last post, and I’m guessing you are not, considering it’s a 1 in 2.3 million chance, I applied a 24 hour phone ban on myself last week. I made this decision for two reasons; to heighten my level of appreciation for the blessings that surround me and to put a stop to the habitual use of my phone.
I woke on Sunday morning, like I do every other. “Dadda, I wanna go”, my two-year old know’s I will come, when she calls my name. I leave both, my wife sleeping and my phone switched off.
Within ten minutes, I experience my first urge. It’s nothing serious, just a simple thought, “has anyone bid on my online auction?.
I ignore this thought as nothing but on reflection it’s a sign that I check my phone way too much! I was in a place of bliss, laying beside my daughter’s bed, her hand in mine, and I wanted to check on online auction.
It’s time’s like this, I need a slap to slap myself in the face. Wake up kid!
No phone Sunday was a success, but this wasn’t the only learning. In the same 24 hours, I learnt:
- My phone is not a necessity
- I am blessed beyond my words
- I have more free time than I appreciate
- When I’m not concerned by taking photos of beauty, I see more beauty
- I have a habit that needs breaking
- I don’t need to know who reads this
- It’s what’s offline that really matters
What started out as a phone is now a computer, diary and unfortunately a time vacuum. I mean, am I crazy to call it a phone if no one calls me?
So again, in 6 days time it’ll be No phone Sunday, increasingly, my favourite day.