Still wrecked from yesterday’s road trek-sail — miles and madness, fucking 101 Peninsula traffic, gas station Diet Coke, and some talk radio chatterbox screaming about the end of traditional advertising. Home now. Working. Or performing the ritual theater of IT.  My IT.Calendar’s mercifully thin — a couple things to swat at later. How long was…

Sun coming out.  Rain called and predicted but rays make me tilt my screen a certain way so there’s no obstruction.  NO OBSTRUCTION, the Universe instructs…. Aims for day, and going to be quite vocal about them I just thought – COMPLETE FAST, into mid-afternoon.  And… no wine.  At event, or home. Mind called to…

Ideas already on the PowerPoint slides, but others being cooked while here.  Nurse left about 13 minutes ago.  Not common I work here by myself. Today’s theme of Quiet Offensive, over and over repeating internally.  An I’m a wheel repeating in solution, no over-annunciation or even light acknowledgement of problems.  Not now, not today.  Not…

New plan, again.  New week.  Same brain squatters.  Fucking rent-free parasites – loud, and ungrateful as ever. Other energies — the uninvited guests of thought — have dragged their rusty-ass 1970s-looking lawn chairs into my thinking again, arguing about nothing, drinking my pricier wines.  Devils. Me — trying to hold a meeting with myself on…

10-12-25 08:46 Up. Getting ready. Feeling better. Off to coffee.  Morning is fall in the air the colors and how the sky is set.  Everything is lighter but more pronounced and vibrant. Slow moving out the door. No rush. Happiness, imagine THAT. Yesterday, meditative, seeing myself get stuck because of my own thinking and excess…

01:08 Awake Nurse called in.  She’s home now and trying to go back to sleep.   Me, after some espresso.  She requests I stay and I do.. . always do what my Queen orders.  Window open, no light.  Meditative, investing scene.  First of such.  We joke… she calls me stubborn after she texts me to…

16:16, make a wish.  Class over for nearly two hours.  Emails sent, and me wrapping day.  Still in running clothes.  Well, shorts anyway.  Going to store in a bit.  Missing my kids, terribly.  It’s crippling, if you need know.  But now, I shift all gears, to the Story I need tell.. focus on my peace,…

All contributing ethos logos and pathos need be of the Now’s origin. Messaging the Nurse, thinking of her Story, her toughness blended with sweetness, the brilliance of her moves and shifts.  Just thinking about it, HER, the Story we build… Sip coffee, looking again at the STRENGTH acronym I wrote a couple weeks ago.  Has…

15:14 Vacaville. Typing on the floor, Nurse readying for her night with the girls.  All I can feel is gratitude and amazement in the realization that I have everything I need.  Mindful, moment I’m in, all of them… blazing in truth. Stress, now, NONE.  I disallow its power and presence, any relevance or application.  Drive…