Puts me in a mind, and me.. writing freely after class. Discovering new places of Personhood, now, today, and infinite. 14:37…. Still a ways to go in the day. Unsure of what to write, or what to do… maybe a walk, get out of the office. Taste air, have some water, continue this focus on…
Tag: Meditation
On break, but about to end. Teaching day.
Feeling a little off so having the only afternoon coffee I’m allowing myself. Starved earlier, had a protein bar which I never do. Helped, but was almost immediate ravenous after. Looking for ways to curb the starve, other than caffeine. I know, water, but that’s no fun. 1:03, tired, and still feel not my full…
Note
Composure is part of the composition. Protect the quiet that lets you think clearly.Care for the mind doing the work.Move with intention, not urgency. Not everything deserves access to your attention. Don’t let the day untie you.
what happens
Reformatting my written and diarist approach and practice. Remember a student that wrote something, a nonfiction piece, less than 100 words. And honestly, fucking brilliant. Completely shattered my thoughts on writing, any theory or then-habit, erased. Journaling everything. Off a call and self-assessing, as I assess student. Attitude and Activity, where I start. MY, Mental…
Realizing that my ability to control my immediate moment isn’t the question, or the matter, but rather how I interpret.
The Nurse, more than a Muse, but a definitive operator ing this life. Where my Story is now. What I needed to stop, is anything antithetical to what is entailed in the NOW. Right here, now as I type this standing at my desk kicking myself for not running earlier but will after class. Joking…
Peace.
Just DECIDE it. ☮️
anywhere scene
The pen waits. Outside, the world keeps moving. Inside, a thought becomes a sentence. Sometimes that’s enough.
Peace. With this cup.
Drive over, working with notes and drawing the business further. Coffee.ZEN… the LOVE for this life and moment and scene, everything in it. I keep writing and arranging the morning, perfection isn’t what I’m after. Tired, didn’t sleep well last night with the Nurse being called in after 01:00… can only imagine how tired she…
New plan in place…. Organized, concerted with my Director.
My fearlessness, only compounding, collecting, amplifying on top of itself. Discipline, Consistency, Structure, Time Management. The obsession with me, currently, and into the indefinite… Office getting quieter. My former SE walks by, heard it’s his birthday today and I wish him the happiest, he thanks me, tells me he’s 50… “What? Dude, I thought you…
Felt…
☺️
Take some time for yourself. Not because you have earned it, or because everything else has finally been taken care of, but because you are HERE.
That is enough. Sit somewhere for a few minutes. Look around. Notice the light, the sounds, the temperature, whatever is moving through the room. Let the Now be the thing you are doing. You don’t need to turn it into anything. You don’t need to capture it, improve it, explain it, or make it productive. …
Sales Training… more about selling yourself that Heights are attainable.
They’re not meant to just stay fucking dreams. Anyone in “sales” has to sell themselves first. I’ve thought this before obviously, but today it hits harder, and echoes louder. Quiet in the break area, at my writing booth. Two more meetings before this writer can leave. Gratitude for the coffee, the hum of the refrigerator,…