Some afternoons ask for nothing. A small table. Espresso. The world moving somewhere beyond you. Stay long enough to notice what remains when the noise becomes background. Maybe peace isn’t found. Maybe it’s finally noticed. #coffeezenlove
Quiet…
Let it be a part of your Now.
Not letting myself get distracted. Keep looking at my run stats and I have no idea why, what am I interpreting. There’s nothing to interpret.
Think I may have surprised myself, with a loud yell to self to get out there. Go for a run, stop saying you’re tired… who cares. Do it anyway. And I did. Need to run every day. OR, something every day, if I’m to make weight for the wedding. Close, but still work to do…
between exits
New Drive Stopping for a minute, no pressure on SELF. At all. The act of being, more than enough. Renewing, teaching, and lifting all parcels of my Personhood to wherever it needs to be. Friday…. But it doesn’t matter. I’m content without a named days. Truly. Seeing right now as something so meaningful and layered…
Stopping. For me.
Peace, meditation, after being in the field with the MDU team… Three site surveys, done quite quick. Learning more, about everything from architecture, to actual technological connectivity… To characters in the business. Everything. In San Jose right now. Can’t remember the last time I was here… Memories, from when I was 20 something… But now,…
#AMWRITING
20:18
9/8/2026
Home. Finally. In the kitchen, yes… with different mind and more passion than I know what to do with. Tomorrow in San Jose, three site surveys. Recording everything. LoFi, a somewhat warm beer but I don’t care. Writing to cap the day, which has otherwise been odd. No explanation, just know the character pushed through…
Labor Day. But working and I wouldn’t do anything else.
New site ideas, and new creative dimensions and special spheres landed upon. Feels like a, I don’t know, gift from the Story itself. Windy in VV, Nurse at work, me at the desk and leaving to get her in about 30, I’d guess… More stories in the otherwise commonplace, what people would look at and…
New ideas for…
Clients. Me. EVERYTHING.
#MADLYMINDFULME
Protect Your Pace Life is short. That isn’t an invitation to hurry. Maybe it’s the opposite. We spend enormous amounts of energy racing toward things we’ve decided will finally make us feel settled. The next accomplishment. The better morning. More money. More certainty. Some imaginary version of ourselves who has everything figured out. Meanwhile, today…
Finding peace in the moment…
Gratitude always. ♥️