A Different Detach At lash place with the Nurse. In a cozy sofa-like chair. I don’t know if this is fake leather, or what… but it’s cozy. And I have some time to collect. When back at the house, one meeting, then I think I’m done for the day. But don’t want to hex the…
Purpose. Deciding it. Again there’s that word…
What’s in a decision. So much. We don’t take enough time with them, from what I see. This includes me, for sure. Honestly more than anyone I know. Like now, I can feel the distraction of the calendar, all the conversation on Teams… the meetings tomorrow, the coffee I just made, Nurse in the other…
And like that, we’re in mid-April.
Report cards for last week’s cohort sent out. Meeting this week, well.. tomorrow, 09:00 and then one right after that, a QBR of sorts. The idea of education, learning, coupled with yesterday’s grip of gratitude while de-cluttering and cleaning the garage, throwing away whatever I haven’t touched in a couple years, or more…. Grateful for…
4-11-26
Jenny and Nurse doing bride things. Me in the nook entering receipts, then realizing I’m spending too much time on that shit. Relax, enjoy the Younger (Pliny) JLo gave you. Rain all day, so I’m relaxed and this bottle is a perfect additive. Still in the posture of whim-writing. Not just freely, and writing anymore…
Deciding to STOP.
Stop thinking and wondering, second-guessing and double-taking. WHY. It gets you nowhere. I elect confidence and SELF-Belief. Simplifying by not thinking. Just moving. Texting the Nurse and seeing everything as it should be. Would say “as it should have been”, addressing the past life. But here I am. And I’m happier. Or, ACTUALLY happy. Free……
I can’t stop writing it.
Up this morning, looking out our room’s window. Felt it again— A switch flipped. Something clicked. I just, got IT. From the feelings of yesterday… no more thought or overthought. No more excess deliberation or circular meditation. Acting… writing, creating from what is. Beautiful drive this morning, clouds and light rain on Arnold, Adobe, Stony…
When the Universe smiles at you…
You smile back. Show gratitude, enjoy it and study why you’re smiling. And, maybe why this was selected to occur now. Do I believe in coincidence? Yes, I think… Do I believe in something beyond all this planning events, or putting me in front of people at a certain time so they can say things…
Getting ready for class now.
AWARE. Mind moving. Addicted to its movement. Not allowing it to stop. I’m music, I’m free— Rewritten in conceptual and actual Identity.
Finding More…
Meeting done with VP. Ready for class… notes prepped. New notes and thoughts, every class. Going into class there is no one same template sense, I remind myself. Today, not thinking. Not really “teaching”, as it were. But, emphasizing Mindful practice… where you are and what you’re doing. 08:32 Message the Nurse. Now I am…
After Ops meeting, I’m even more intent on getting this writer more organized. Simplified.
No run at lunch. Going forward, workouts are either before or after “shift”. Messaged Nurse…. She’s busy at work. Crazy commute for her as well, taking her nearly an hour to reach NB. Said there was a police chase that ended in a crash, and the suspect stabbed a dog…? AND, the perp is now…
4-7-26
Commute, 2hrs. Just about. In office now, about to head to Ops meeting. The entire drive, vowing to stop overthinking and overcomplicating… Coffee. Walking to the other building in a bit. Driving through Napa has me in a wine business. No moves made obviously, since I’m not letting myself take on anything new. Just making…
My daughter….
Her own story. My favorite for sure, don’t tell her brothers…
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