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…
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12-2-25
OPERATION2026. Day 3. Santa Rosa, CA…. Office. Meeting, Ops, in a bit. Thoughts brought into meeting, none prepared. My plan is to react, offer the core of my teaching and current manuscript. Driving over here thought of the idea of ONE BOOK. One MS at a time. So… today’s mission. Making my job easier…
Meeting in a couple minutes. My mental is in a place of prose and poem, placid paragraphs either way.
One last espresso injection. Running at EOD I decided. From 08:00 till about 16:30/17:00, I’m at the desk. In this educator scene. New Rep messages me back, and I smile. Today is only an invite. All days are. The music in the day has me in a meaningful and renewing steadiness. Logging on.. writing while…
Normalizing New and Me
08:49. Admittedly, not much writing done over the past few days, spanning Thanksgiving, then another Thanksgiving, having company over, then yesterday a much needed day of quiet and zen, some productivity, and SELF-CARE. 2026 Starting yesterday. And there is a very sharp and specific aim and architecture to it all. Negativity is no longer heard. …
Everything they say, seeing their curiosities
materialize, how they just go for whatever they want… astonishing.
14:00
4 miles and a tech-taught class later, I’m in the writing booth. The topic now and exploration, and I thought about this early, early this morning around 03:30 when I left sleep for some reason – Health and Productive Habits. Writing, running, reading… I look left and people are starting to leave the office, readying…
11-26-25
08:37. Day before Thanksgiving and the office is quiet. Coffee made. ZEN, all about me. Nothing infectious in thought, just me here talking to SELF in this journal, knowing the day and weekend ahead will be beaming in Story and calm. Class starting in 22 minutes. 10k Turkey Trot tomorrow with the Nurse. Running 4…
The other day…
crossing a bridge.
07:27. Saturday. Early start and working all weekend. One project – Sales Heights U/Sonic U.
All the methods and conversations. The principles, both those sales-honed and the universal. Getting in a run today, before noon. Aims mapped. And they will materialize. Still have some pieces to post from yesterday. May save for a book idea that wrapped itself around me this morning, after taking the Nurse to work, for her…
14:55 —> Up from a quick rest. Still fucking drained from yesterday and with this new project, I need to allocate energy where most optimal.
Find myself second-guessing. What else can I do, when all I have are my own thoughts. Well, a simple answer, DON’T FUCKING DO THAT. Doubt yourself why. What does that accomplish? And all the fucking time you spent doing that, gone. You’re not getting it back. So, restart. TOPIC.NEXT. The Sales Heights idea started by…
Today…
11-21-25
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