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Monday December 15th, 2025 09:37 At the desk.  Working on the Report Card project, part of the 30/60/90 for the Sales Teams.  Going into new year, which in my thoughts has already got off the ground, I hold myself to simple markers.  Could be as simple as, “Get up from the chair once today, go…

A day of ME.

That’s what I’m promising. Appropriate precursor for the new year. Finally at the desk after making a second pass at Peet’s.  Just a small coffee.  Now here, meditative.  Not expecting anything.  Just intaking the morning and this room. Building my fortitude, or compiling character in a way I never have.  I can see myself changing. …

Trying to write more poetry.  And honestly….

Only that.  In verse.  No long paragraphs and no conventional structure. What’s tattooed on both forearms?? VERSE.  No prose.  So… Here I fly, new throws, boat rowed. 15:39 and needed new modes.  From the stage, the theatre that for some reason refuses to halt, or breathe, so that needs to be me— Survivalist, my attention…

pages……..

12-10-25 In office. Quiet. 08:05… Training at 09:00.  Settling in.  Hearing people walk in, that little beep at the door from the badge swipe. Leading SELF, self-care, making self happy, the dominant idea on the drive over.  Still tired but coffee helping. How to approach training differently today.  Started page, dated it….  First word written,…

12-8-25

Back from Munich trip and I am alive and hungry and energetic, writing ideas down like a Tasmanian Devil-Writer since stepping into this office. Well, really since I left bed at 05:45. Nurse home sick, me checking on her as much as I can.  Probably annoying her but when I love I love hard.  She…

Munich, Germany …..

First full day. Well, kind of. I think. time lost its relevance a day ago, or two. Again, with the I guess you’d call it jet lag it’s hard to tell. But starting with this morning the Nurse and I wake at 03 something Munich time. We walk across the street to the transit center…

Steady. Capable. Enough.

Three Words to Move You Forward Today… Some days don’t feel like breakthroughs. Some days don’t feel cinematic or powerful or transformative. They feel normal, repetitive, even heavy. And that’s exactly why three simple words can make all the difference: Steady. Capable. Enough. They’re not slogans. They’re anchors. They’re reminders of who you actually are…