#coffeezenlove

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

Small businesses are a life of their own.

They touch lives, carry stories, and create stories—moving in one direction, then everywhere. They have their own beat, their own music, their own personality, their own constellation of hope. Behind each counter, website, handwritten receipt, and late-night decision is someone building more than income. They are building belonging. A neighborhood remembers the bakery that knew…

Like a Guitar…..

Deciding to just play.  I don’t care what results. Just move, and see where it goes.  Nothing allowed to interfere with or intervene in my freedom.  Not x, or anything.  And I’m sorry to bring that up, this late in the pages, but…. I’m reacting. By NOT, reacting.

17:22

White wine and a meditation, quiet, enjoying the sound of wind gusts outside gentle in their waltz with trees. Nothing can be controlled, but my reaction. And, as it happens, I am not reacting. I’m home. I’m at PEACE, with my bride-to-be. I’m a fighter, though. A new one. Newly empowered and declared and written….

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Parked and nothing But, gift World new drawing Light, stars New drives, air

from I Just DECIDED to STOP

No doubt, only gratitude.  The Now, where I am.  I still stop and stumble a bit in my thinking, like – “IS THIS MY LIFE?  AM I SUPPOSED TO HAVE THIS?” Why do I question?  I am not waiting to feel ready anymore.  EVERYTHING, will see heights.  My own highway, if you would. I’m not…

9-2-2026

About to drive to San Rafael with Abe. Even more in observational character today. A reporter, with specific deliverables at EOD. 10:13.  Little late on departure.  No worry.  Eager and prepared, taking this Acquisition principle and amplifying it like no one has in this company or any other. Coffee nearly done.  San Rafael, when was…