About to walk downstairs to where the Nurse unpacks the world we brought over from our Windsor home. We have about two weeks to be completely out, and we are more than ahead of any schedule someone could have designed for us… Building. SELF, and EVERYTHING. From trauma, and my nervous system hasn’t received a…
Tag: self care
#AMWRITING
Always.
15:34 // Busier day than I thought it would be, and.. interesting. In the best way. Not getting into it here, but I’ll just say this – ALL my focus, now, and for futures foreseeable, are in the Sales Academy. The ideas there, going far beyond anything “sales”, or sale-y.
The I JUST DECIDED project, book, and more, now, taking new life after the meeting this morning with my Director. Staff development, people and their careers, the joy they, many, wish they had at work. What if you… Didn’t have to wish anymore? Could wake up every morning excited tethered and taken by excitement and…
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Friday. Thank all layers of the Universe. Latte, chill LoFi beats, waiting for the meeting to start, with my Engineer. Going over a couple things, nothing too crazy. Running at 11. I don’t care how hot it is. Need to hydrate though. In fact…. Getting water now, brb… One item, then another. The to-do’s, more…
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PRESENT. I need to be. And more. Grateful for this day working at home, the lofi, the coffee, messages with the Nurse. Decision, to care for SELF and participate only in energies and frames that elevate my joy. Some will call it selfish. I know ‘they’ will. But… I keep with my current Beat. Authenticity,…
Working from home, thank the UNIVERSE.
Texted Nurse as soon as I woke up. She, returning home tomorrow. Me, keeping busy with house projects, work obviously, and this new approach to my site, PMDC. Receipts piling, again. Ugh, why do I do this to myself? Making a project of it, each telling a story, or giving some complexity where maybe I…
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Seeing yourself More In all Scenes
13:24.
Feel myself start to think and analyze which only leads to overthought and more of it so I stop it where it stands. Move with intention and an authentic angle that only now I recognize. I JUST DECIDED TO STOP. With the imposter syndrome… the self-doubt. Wondering, the what-if, stressing over something not tangible. Denying…
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Focusing. On the day. Odd rain again, driving here. Humid, feel like it’s humid in here, like a soft fit of moisture around my desk. Coffee and meditation, focusing on NOW. Right here, where I’m standing… more than merely mindful, I’m situation and a part of this scene. Integral. Another sip, another truth. Making myself…
Zen Den writing… hear people in the break room on the other side of the wall, but I’m ignoring them. Working with the scene set.
Returned to fiction yesterday, then placing the piece I wrote in GPT for some insight, workshopping, like a book club-esque reaction. Interesting, what populates. But, the more important aspect, the practice… I’m writing fiction. This most recent one, about quota, and sales, and the hitting quota but realizing that, at some point, you don’t want…
Quickly nearing noon.
Writing more in verse, than paragraph. Just what I need, more freedom and liberation in what speak I offer, be it self or a reader. Birds outside, sounding different. And the peace about me, also different. More set and molecular, something. 11:41 The world continues to open without explanation. Me…. Deciding to do the same….
7/20/2026
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