Like a Guitar…..

Deciding to just play.  I don’t care what results. Just move, and see where it goes.  Nothing allowed to interfere with or intervene in my freedom.  Not x, or anything.  And I’m sorry to bring that up, this late in the pages, but…. I’m reacting. By NOT, reacting.

from I Just DECIDED to STOP

No doubt, only gratitude.  The Now, where I am.  I still stop and stumble a bit in my thinking, like – “IS THIS MY LIFE?  AM I SUPPOSED TO HAVE THIS?” Why do I question?  I am not waiting to feel ready anymore.  EVERYTHING, will see heights.  My own highway, if you would. I’m not…

9-1-2026

New month.  Feels like Fall, on the drive over.  Light drizzle, calm, foggy and low clouds in Carneros. Off now, about to head into training. Coffee, writing, calm. Talking to Engineer, then another colleague, then another.  All positive and loving energy and vibes. The Sales Trainer Story turns into an engineering effort.  I’ll explain what…

Week Starts, But I Already Started Writing

Number of ways.  And more than a simple choice, or decision or declaration.  Embodiment, and moving my mode to one that doesn’t entail as much thinking. That’s right, think less.  As in, WAY less. Everything from whim today, and for the foreseeable.  Lunch with the Nurse has me riled and impossible to calm.  Why?  The…

Moving quick this morning.  Training for MDU Acquisition. 

Many of its properties and practices quite the same as being an AE.  Far as I know, anyway. Sipping coffee, and seeing the small steps as the most determinant and expansive with impact.  Not one negative or nay-saying shake in my senses, none. 9:08am, and calming further.  Up early this morning, with no fail.  No…

…a couple steps.

Class done. Working on CZL… setting up an account. Need to wait a couple days for a verification.  UGH… just keep posting, I tell myself.  The CZL idea now forms into a way of life mode, seeing beauty in the simple. So what is it, beyond the visuals…???  Seeing something in the moment.  And it…

11:52

Lunch soon.  No run, too tired.  I know it’s not an excuse, letting it slide this one last time. Where am I going, no idea… part of me wants to stay here and another to treat myself.  Hmmmm… Hitting all projects with not much method other than eagerness and wanting to se a product, something…