Events Wanted Conversations There Some of the richest parts of my life happen between the things I’m expected to do. Between obligations, exits, appointments, and events, there is time that belongs to no agenda. I’m learning to leave some of it alone: a stretch of road, coffee before anyone needs an answer, ten minutes when…
Tag: relationships
A coffee date with…
A Nurse.
Happiness
No matter what.
Inward MuZen – Post Six
A.S.K. Attitude is where it starts, and the needed attitude is already present. And if it’s not, decide it to be. This practice is a Skill, and from it – KNOWLEDGE. You learn. Even in the face of negative forces. Whatever you’re going through. You could be in a hostile work environment, or some other…
10-2-25
In office. 09:51. Quiet. Meeting with VP at 11:00. Running today without any excuses or delays, or no-show from me on pavement. Running today, no doubt. 5k to 5 miles, somewhere in there. Going slow. Distance is the goal so just telling myself, “FIVE MILES, you’re doing five miles.” 10:44, meeting in a bit, no…
9-30-25
Booked event for sales team, for next month. Now back to scribbling ideas on Key Behaviors Project, and the ‘Assessment Hub’, as I call it. Peaceful day, listening to a LoFi playlist meant for studying, and focus. It called for rain, but now…. Wanting another latte, with the disappointment of no rain. Might treat the…
notes
“So alive and electric and fearless today, babe…” I just wrote the Nurse. And I am. Can’t hold it in place, can’t bottle it. Maybe it’s the coffee, maybe it’s simply being here, present, anchored in this shifting routine I’ve carved out inside ’50—what we call this building. 1:36 PM. So quiet it feels staged,…
In office a little late but I’m catching up. Meetings all day.
Singularizing, simplifying. Thinking of my brother Chris’ stories and explanations of how he built his business. The cowering space, the cafe, and other. I see what I’m doing wrong. Or maybe not wrong, but what I could improve. Again, simplifying. Lunch comes and goes, and I’m standing at the desk with two of my three…
Back from a day long and stuffed with baseball hours. Kids relaxing, me as well. Deserved, so well-deserved.
How I am with myself, the inward scribbles and talk, how it forms and the resulting tangibles. Wish I could spend the day tomorrow in content production mode, but no. Office. Meetings. And more meetings. All the internet talk. Don’t get me wrong, I love it, but this Professor Mikey drawing board is electric and…
Writing this morning and new mind about me. Being a champion, fighter, just accepting the visions I have as real.
Traveling the world with the Nurse, writing a book in this condo and keeping this condo as just that – a Windsor Writing Station. Much the same the new train station down the street has become realize by Windsor’s town. 9:24 AM… kids playing outside, me shredding some papers as I more and more hate…
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Repeat, repeat…. The day’s call.
Getting ready for class. Different approach today. How I present the topics and notes, ideas to the Trainee.
Hoping it works, but it can only work. Not giving myself any other option. Everything from this Sales Training journal and some quick types I put to screen just as I got back from the coffee date with Nurse. 8:24 AM…. Not slowing, not doubting SELF. No need for that, at all. —>—>—> 2:26 PM,…