Day full of meetings, then a drive to San Rafael. Caring for SELF… Speaking to this writer’s hemisphere with verse, new pages. Next meeting, then…. Walking outside. Not in the mood to run, and this always happens. Writing, not promoting, that today is the last of running or regretting no run in the afternoon. It’ll…
Tag: self care
Gratitude Is a Way of Seeing
Knowing that this is all mine—this scene, me writing this, this pause and collection, the people in my Story—how can I not thank whatever is out there? Maybe gratitude isn’t something we practice after life becomes easier. Maybe it’s how life becomes easier to carry. It doesn’t erase difficulty. It doesn’t pretend every day is…
Calm.
This is NOT a destination, this prioritization of PEACE. It is everyday. Some steps massive, others more discrete. This calm is something I’m deciding, but also something that found me this morning. On the drive, and then it intensified. Nothing out there that’s negative or accosting can reach me. And I’m end-to-end convinced of that….
MONDAY. 7-6-2026.
09:50… At the desk. No students this week, I guess. The one I did have got pushed out. Calm, mentally I’m eased and grateful… that’s where my heart keeps pulling me, into the pool and Road of gratitude. And how it feels, relaxing. Like… no worries are about me, at all. After the weekend with…
Calm, don’t want the morning to keep moving. Why can’t I keep it still? Should go for a run. Didn’t yesterday. Back hurt a bit, and I didn’t sleep that well. Didn’t last night either but I can’t keep using that as an excuse….
Today, focusing on NOT thinking. No excess measurement, no extensive deliberating or meditating, just moving. Doing. Seeing what happens. Nurse messages me, I smile. Can’t believe it… 91 days. Time is no joke with its determination and execution. So, why think? Seriously…. I have wasted so much time, TIME, thinking. Rather than doing, moving, exploring,…
Already well into the two o’clock world. I’m in a new whirl…
The Fearless I decided weeks ago, and again today, this morning, forming a new WORLD. Within the one already drawn, new pages new dawn— The data feels easy, and generous. But it goes quickly. As if to… encourage me to think less. Stop thinking about what to type or do next. Less architect. More witness….
7-2-2026
Home office. Slow day, before long 4th weekend. Rescheduled a check-in for Monday. Want to take the camera out, shoot whatever I can find, shoot some video… But I don’t want to take away from the #coffeezenlove idea, project, shop and business. I feel like there is something here, in this idea. Coffee, which of…
Back from lunch, and deciding to focus on things I might otherwise ignore or maybe not even see. And now that I think about it… I haven’t had a coffee since getting here.
When was the last time that happened? I relax in this realization, stare at this screen like it’s some waterfall I stumbled upon while on a hike. Can feel the run, and always feel my age. Or I feel like I can. And maybe I can, so then… change. Anything. Habits. Bedtime. Diet, again. Only…
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Back from a run. Over 4 miles, pace was okay. My third straight day, running. Consistency is what I’m after, mostly. Of course I would to hit that 5-mile minimum streak, but I need to work for that, and with this heat, I need to work harder. 12:11…. Lunch time, and yes I brought one. …
I JUST DECIDED TO STOP
Q3…. And, I’m almost too alive this morning. Deciding a new language and activity, how I create content in this Content Story project that I started 4/1 this year. And…. Creating more. All moments. Everything. Like this meeting, that I’m truly using as a time block to write here in the book, on the blog….
Deciding that everything is a story. This coffee cup, the cold coffee in it from hours ago.
The meeting I just had with my Sales Ops Director, encouraging me to keep doing what I’m doing, and how this opportunity with this Sales Academy as we call it opens all the doors. I mean, ALL OF THEM. Everything I’ve wanted in a career, or job. Each one of my listed passions, anything…