Small goals if you would, for a bigger purpose. Hearing other meetings around me, people emphatic and passionate. What I am now, here. Looking deeper into my language and attitude, my SELF in the day-to-day. Never felt like this, this confident and free. Might be a bit redundant now, so I apologize. But I’m at…
Tag: poetry
Day of assessments today. Three on the calendar.
Assessing self to start, and I find myself self-doubting and no idea why. Make it your own, I tell myself. The lesson of the day so far is SELF-belief. And self-elevation. Rising above any negative thought or envisioning. People filing into the building, settling at their desks. Seeing where I am, what I’m doing, what…
7-23-25
First meeting lighting me on fire. Hard to contain passion after a meeting like that. Where you’re thanked, praised, asked for further insight. Huh, imagine that. And, ENCOURAGED to keep doing what you’re doing…? 09:28 and off the ground. Thinking about the lunch run, but also still feeling the 7-miler from yesterday. Nothing thinking about…
7mile run averaging 9min per. Doin’t remember the last time I wrote numbers like that.
Obviously a result of recent and drastic diet shift, and all the running. I think the run the day of my sister’s wedding up those hills set something on fire. New runner in this writer. Keeping, maintaining him. Closer I get to the race, I know this change is permanent. Nurse at work, and I…
Starting day, already handling a LOT.
Run targeted here in VV, new route. Unsure of distance but I’d imagine something close to 5 or 6. After watching a video last night of one of my favorite fighters saying he always needs a battle or else he gets pulled into less than desirable patterns, I put that idea of a battle…
7-21-25
Feeling off. Arrived late. Meeting in 19 minutes. Talking SELF out of this lull, this lugging of soul. Focus on the work… Aims for day are Finish Playbook, Write out agenda and send to VP, work on assessment notes. Assessing SELF, all in the mood. Battling it. Type here, focus here, be HERE. In this…
Morning after my sister’s wedding and thought of travel and finances, real estate, financial freedom
grips me. And it’s more than just attainable. I’m doing it. With content. All from these Professor Mikey posts, however it takes shape. The amount of happiness yesterday, indescribable. Actually there was no amount, just a feel. A world of it right there at the winery. The latte is strong… and only contributing to HAPPINESS. …
Taking 10 or 15 or more for ME.
Coffee and the writing space, this little booth. Full-circle moment for me, and where I am in the circle is telling me to keep going. To be my own AI. Not that I ever really use it seriously, but to depend more on myself and what I’m thinking in a given moment. Right now… quiet…
Immediate Infinity
Month in its ending echos…. Not much thought of note on the drive over. Just Mindful of the drive and the music— OH, that’s right, the #MYMUSICMOODNOW project. Liftoff after the wedding, this weekend. Exploring mood and how Music lifts, mends, teaches, centers, that kind of thing. Restroom then more coffee. This writer is tired…
7-12-25
Saturday. I think. Not sure what the day is and it doesn’t matter. And honestly getting sick of tracking time, giving it so much weight and importance, so much pull on perception. Nurse taking a shower, me typing at the desk in our room for the first time in…. New tattoo yesterday. The most magnificent…
Kong Fi
Ready light pause and promise Meaning full wheels coax Forth back track snap
09:56 ::::: After a needed power nap and slamming the rest of the latte which I put in the fridge I’m at the keys.
On Page 8 of the Consumer Sales playbook. And the more I write in it, the sharper the correlation to being a writer, content creator Selfie taken t 07:14, I look tired because I was. Now, awake and about to try the new Nespresso pods I bought in one of my Amazon retail therapy leaps. …
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