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6-3-26 15:12…. Thinking of taking off.  Need a scene change.  In fact, yes.  Give me a minute. Talking with another in the kitchen about wine, he a Pinot pursuer and I share my recent reconnection  6-4-26 Watching a module, or not. Assessments sent out…. Now checking to see if PTO was approved… List, its own…

Zen Islands Yours

Most people think peace is something they’ll find later. After the promotion.  After the move. After the stress settles down and life finally cooperates. But peace rarely arrives as an event. More often, it lands in small, quiet moments we choose to notice. A slow sip of coffee before the day accelerates. A walk without…

6-1-26

Vacaville, CA. Peet’s Coffee First of the month.  The energy at work reflects it… excitement and eagerness, supporting others.  That BOLDNESS, and Adaptability, among other valued Core Values. Designing a new playbook.  Or, not a new one, but one from the other MANY documents I’ve composed since being back home.. Distracted by the energy of…

5-28-26

Silly in my thoughts, careless and it feels amazing, freeing, like I’m reborn or something.  Seriously. ….. Consolidating.  Simplifying and singularizing.  Just me, this blog, the books, not too many “businesses”, I promised myself walking up the stairs to the office just as I turned on the light. Waiting for student to log on… PEACE,…

Taking a minute in the break room.  Not alone, and that’s fine.

I want to hear other conversations…. People talking, their stories.  Two people at my writing booth, talking about cooking, and then running, then waking up super early and running and working out.  FUCK, I say to myself.  I need to get up at get it out of the way. Chris last night telling me that’s…

12:04 —> Gifting myself QUIET.  Some time to collect.

And why not.  Everything with an optimistic edge and tone.   What I’m deciding.  What I’m, just, speaking. Find a new strength this morning.  Like a lack of concern, but…. Not that.  It’s better.  More freeing, actually. Just me at the desk, and the simplicity is of a strange and more layered allure.  I’m just…

Three days till I’m 47.  Holy fuck…. Yeah, well, it is what it is.

I take some minutes to myself after a great meeting with my Sales Ops Director, Sandra… a strong and empathetic, brilliant and driven woman I have respected for years.  Motivated by our meetings, or jam sessions as I call them. Thinking about one more coffee, but refraining.  Imagine that…. Example of deciding to stop and…