09:22….

Focused on my Mental Health this morning, and ideas yesterday formed at work, in concern with one of the educators, and my VP.

Just messaged VP, and taking a second to SELF.  Can start making some calls, soon.

Onto something.  As in, I found gems.  That were always there, but…..  Okay, need to calm down.  Write, scribble in the EVERYDAY journal.  Huh, the Nurse got that for me, how long ago?  Over two years.  Wow… again, time not waiting and I can’t either.

Sales.. that needs to be and will be the focus.  Even with the InwardMuZen column I just wrote, started.  You need to, yes, sell yourself on a certain mind, and perspective.  Otherwise, complacency.  No movement.

I refuse to be distracted, but then I am.  Our cat, Portobello, or Portugal/Porty-B/Portlandia/Port Bolivia, and half a hundred other names, comes up to the loft, then falls asleep at the top stair.

My beats must have relaxed him.  He wants to be by his daddy, I can just hear the Nurse saying.  And then she does, in nearly the same words in a text.

Heart full, and me in a Zen’d way.  What I can’t control, or even partially navigate, doesn’t see my attention.  Or my energy.  Or my eyes.

Looking in the direction that is not THAT.

The peace overtakes me, has me focused.  Grateful.  Those other voices, couldn’t shove me to any side if they try.  Clowns.