Easy day, not too many demands from the sales world, sales life, notes or to-do’s for next week. How did I find myself here? Well, I know. And by here I mean at Sonic. I’d always wanted to come back… why did I leave.. the thoughts get tangled and I know there’s not really any…
Tag: mental health
There’s a quiet misunderstanding about growth.
We think it arrives as a surge— a breakthrough, sudden “clarity”, a new version of ourselves stepping forward fully formed. But most days don’t work like that. Most days are built in smaller rooms. A thought you interrupt. A reaction you soften. A moment you don’t chase. That’s the work. Self-care isn’t escape—it’s refinement. Mental…
10:00
Handling shit, like the Nurse says. Today getting up, seeing the Story with a sharp and almost stinging clarity. Finances hit first, handling shit like the Nurse says. She downstairs handling more projects. Need to mail something, I remind myself. Prepping more notes for students next week. Sales, and Sales Training, distilled to self-exploration, and…
When you notice yourself thinking in certain low, and more sluggish trains.
What do you do, if you want to stop? Easy, just that. Decide to STOP. Exercising patience, writing more poetic form. Not needing or imposing on self the needle of conventional prose. Writing the Nurse…. Again. Yes, and more after these words, lines, whatever form the form— Sent her some verse. Can’t stop thinking of…
Write your Peace…
On all days, all pages. 🖊️☮️📓
Getting the ASBC project off the ground. Call earlier, now just have to make some small business contacts. Rewriting the day’s agenda, in a second.
No run today, again. Too much to do… One project, then another. No more new ones, I swear…. Like my head is spinning and the mind is desperate to escape itself. Was talking with a guy from another department, Logistics I think, in the break room a minute ago, telling me he’s rowing during the…
Change in the company, and there is a new Story for me…. Coffee, sound of an airplane over our Vacaville home.
Caring for SELF, in a new way. Email account having issues, and I’m refusing to let it do anything to my mood. Coffee…. The book. Work tomorrow, in the office, build more of the Story of a Consumer Sales Trainer. The notes and lessons, how it extends out of the role itself— Nothing to write…
Back from lunch with Nurse.
Article posted on bottledaux.com, with the intention and vision of turning the site into a SELF-Care content agency. Quite honestly, I had the idea this morning at Peet’s getting coffee with the Nurse and have been haunted by it before that so this morning I decided to write. Part of it, to be honest, was…
Decluttering, moving things, mostly photog equipment and journals from one box to another. Simplifying.
Reading one journal, more than quickly – more like skimming the page when I passed it from the right hand to left – and saw “Today, virtually no budget. Coins only.” Interesting. Trying to do something like that this week actually. Well, today for sure, and not trying. No more of that. I decide, I…
Sitting now, taking a second, to me. No typing, just listening.
A “Mindful Moment” as so many on Instagram and other social stages would say. The planes in the distance, little wind, Oliver our dog snoring a bit then having one of those doggy dreams where he barks a little in high octave couples with hastily-tied whimpers. People down the street having a bbq or party,…
07:59 ::: Home and starting day. Coffee with the Nurse at Peet’s, I believe our first such of the week.
Been making coffee at home, which I nearly wish we would have done this morning, with the wait and the crowd in the shop. Parking before that.. But I’m here, practicing calm. Not much practice needed, I’m simply doing it. Discussion yesterday with a Senior Instructional Designer, about me offering a course at the company. …
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