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 day’s hue.

This place is playing some sentimental ambient piano through the speakers, with birds chirping.  Starting to feel relaxed, after lunch a bit ago, and this chair… shit, don’t fall asleep Mikey.

My meditation now, grounded in gratitude.  Forward with the Nurse, to our wedding, then into life’s remainder.  We’re heading to Novato tonight for dinner, Grazie, where we had our first date.

The Nurse, is a best friend, business partner, everything.  Lover, but more.  Sorry, my thoughts are everywhere today.  After these past few days…  Tonight we finalize our wedding guest list.  One more thing, CHECKED.

Book I’m writing on caring for SELF.  Putting you first, and SO WHAT.  If you don’t, then what?  Expect someone else to?

No… Health, calm and pause, and what I’ve appreciated lately more than any other conceptual took – Not reacting.

There doesn’t need to be some declaration, some loud voice, or winning of argument.

You just, let it go by.  That’s it… BYE-BYE.

I’m not being cold, or distant.  I’m just DECIDIJNG to not be disturbed.

Observation.  And in that, appreciation.  That’s where I am.  The feeling associated?  Magic.  Seriously, it is fucking magic.  So happy I came with the Nurse to her lash appt.  I needed this.  Quiet, ZEN, change of scene, not shackled to the dimensions of my desk.

I love my office, just needed some Newness.

13:33…..  Deliberate.  That’s what I am right now, in this unusually heavenly chair.  This is a new form of Calm, one I am intrigued by, and pleasurably startled.  Definitely sharing this with the new Reps next week, or the week after.

This calm isn’t waiting for anything to happen, or hoping things will go well. It just arrived and made it clear that it’s not moving.

It is not built on circumstances, or any sought outcome.

I’m not tangled, entangled.  I’m fucking FREE.  Finally…

You know what, I might close my eyes.  Not fighting anything, only an ever-present invite.