Pie Day. Home with kids. No time to write, especially at this time of day. 11:33 Getting Henry in a bit. Motion in all directions, but somehow I decide to STOP letting the motion dictate mine. Later, to park. The day, weather, perfect. Sonoma County, embodied and personified. Deciding everything is for ME, this Story,…
Tag: journaling
14:33, class over. Best class I’ve had since coming back home to Sonic, possibly.
Readying for Road. What do I need? Both laptops, yeah probably. Taking a second, looking over notes I took while on screen with D & R (whole names never used on this blog, obviously). Replaying my speech yesterday, and how I stopped right at 3min, and no ‘ums’ or ‘likes’, or disruptions of speech. Not…
Deciding that….
You’re done listening to that voice. Whichever one keeps you small. That’s me, now, and lately. The latte tasting better this morning, this music sounds more, I don’t know, rich, or something. Time though, just passing. Our cat, Portobello, behind me speaking not sure what he wants and I’m not letting it sever any composition…
Letting the Story come to me. Forcing nothing. No reactions, no conversation, results, none of it.
Day is meal-planned, something I’ve tried before but was anything but consistent. Running at lunch, no fail…. Gear out, shoes ready. Five miles, more than enough time. Today, it’s like I’m deciding to throw out all the furniture and just write on the floor, legs crossed. Class in 1hr, 14min till class. Should go till…
Back from lunch a bit ago and readying for the speech I’m giving. Three points addressed:
ME… Advice: Stop second-guessing Self. Just fucking STOP. Decided to STOP. This is what carved the Composition and Road of pragmatic positivity…. Practiced Authenticity. Being Authentic, more than just a descriptor, or some tag, bumper sticker… but a new perception and mode of translating all around you. This is what I’m DECIDING to do,…
Still feeling off and trying to right my attitude and sight, emotions, all of it… so, I tell myself to follow my own advice and decide to STOP.
Stop pushing. Stop narrating the bad. Stop acting like the entire universe has conspired to make today feel crooked and sharp, rusted. Just. Fucking. STOP. ….. I sit down with the journal, the same one that has heard all my declarations and equally dramatic complaints. It doesn’t judge. Paper never does. It waits, patient as…
The wine Story, working on that later. Post to blog, and other content… returning to what I started, when I started blogging.
The literary approach to wine, its voice and character, Stories, anything connected to voice and language, its poetics. 10:05, in office, a little frazzled and tired. Didn’t sleep well. Am I running today, no idea. Ugh… and, forgot my lunch at home. My own shop, this idea, here in the Sonic building…. Consumer Sales Training…
In office. About 4 minutes to write, here. All engine today, no pause or stall or lull, in anything.
Coffee made at home, saving about $15, rounding up. All put toward business, the #professormikey story. Calm and growth and lesson in all pieces of this Story… Act Ado from GRATITUDE. Written/spoken into phone, among other ideas, and of course texts to the Nurse. Not a fling of fear anywhere in my atmosphere. Coffee in…
JOUNRAL PROMPT
A Quiet Page Before you write today, collect for a moment.Take time for YOU. Let the page simply be a page. Your journal is not here to judge, fix, or impress anyone. It is a place of quiet collection—a space where thoughts, feelings, questions, and small discoveries can rest safely for a while. Today, write…
WFH today, 08:43…
Self-paced curriculum, revolving around the idea of “Mirror”. Your reflection, your identity, the Plath poem Mirror where she sees more than just herself in the morning… working on a journaling prompt for blog, but now needing some time to type, start day with SELF CARE and meditation here in the home office which is finally…
Stepped away from the keys for a second, had to…. Couple more things to do before a meeting then a quick visit to the loft.
The Story changes, locations change. But the Character is more or less even. I’m ME, just deciding to stop a couple currents. Why some things are allowed to persist, no idea. Yes I’m talking about me, my character and what I allow, but just the actuality around us. You see people allowed to protract their…
MEDITATION 2
Somehow, wrote 8.02 miles, and an 8:08 pace. Unsure how I did that. I wanted to get out there, but just get out there. Wasn’t searching for 8 modified miles as I did, part of no route. And had no thoughts of pace, not one. Back in office now and prepping for 15:00 meeting with…
#professormikey 