Rain, quiet, a Tree
Taking care of yourself is not an escape, it’s a return to the drawing board. When you sit back in the chair of your own Story and pick up the brushes again.
The world will always broadcast noise. Work will throw urgency at your map. People will hand you their expectations like heavy coats and assume you will wear them without anything short of amazement. Your power begins when you decide to set some of those coats down. This can look simple… a slow cup of coffee,…
PROJECT FOR WEEK OF 2/22/26 to 2/28/25
Starting with a meditation this day, the 22nd. Coffee at the Starbucks just down the street, light rain. 08:51, kids awake. The content, surrounding all things self care, the first pillar. Then, happiness, passion, doing what you love, the creative act. This week is going to change the Story. I’m manifesting it through thought and…
2-21-26
Nothing is stopping you today.
Nothing. No one. Not allowed. The motions you fear are mostly painted on thin air, convincing only because you keep staring at them. Step forward anyway. Momentum is a quiet rebellion. One small action becomes a second, then a third, until doubt has nowhere left to stand. Today does not require perfection. It only asks…
#professormikey on Self-Care 101: The Practice of Staying Human
Self-care is often sold as candles and quiet music, but real care is simpler and more practical. It is maintenance. Anything that works needs attention, and people are no different. At its core, self-care means noticing and responding. Notice when you are tired and rest. Notice when you are overwhelmed and step back. Notice when…
10:11 ::::: Break. Just talking with this student, who used to teach high school Spanish at a charter school in the city…
Me, sleepy, fighting to be more lively. 13:57 Class done. Sitting with no music though now I think I need some. Written earlier… Note to self: You cannot train hunger.You cannot train kindness.You cannot train curiosity. You can only create a space where those things either show up or they don’t. …so true. Thought about…
Tired and moving slow. Trying to talk myself out of these sluggish steps.
Coffee, I mean espresso to the stage with me. Quick entry here before class. Ugh… more caffeine please. Another sip and I think I have time to make one more cup. Why am I spending this much time writing about coffee and making it instead of actually doing so? Sales Training… need to get creative…
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2-19-26 Teaching day. SELF-CARE stressed more in slides that with previous students. Only one student this class. SELF-CARE, becoming the thesis. Writing yesterday at Jose’s restaurant with cat Micci next to me. And me, this writer, feeling so much peace, gratitude…. Happiness. Mental Health and Peace….. GRATITUDE. One of those days where I ask myself,…
PAGES ATE MY HOMEWORK!!!
Good thing I uploaded much of it to the blog. This laptop is acting funny. Shit…. Do I need to replace it already? Deciding to STOP. Worrying, trying to recover what I lost. There has to be some reason the Story wanted that to happen, right? Maybe write in the journal for a bit, like…
Nothing cinematic, no orchestra swell.
Just reminding yourself that you are here and you will and you have to. For YOU. There is no destination, there is no stop. This is a Road, a HIGHWAY, you are deciding to put yourself in. And away, more speed. Accelerate again. This is what it is… LIFE. Truly living. Fearlessly. And… FOR.YOU. What…
Me deciding to stop. STOP…
Doubting SELF, Caring what others think, Letting the malicious and horrible ways of others under skin or in any cells, Worrying, Rushing, Not smiling, Not laughing, Not leaving people to their ways, whether positive or antithetical… Just, STOPPING. Of course, an idea I’ve written about on this blog before, but on the drive over from…
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