Just got back from coffee with Nurse. Talking about the weekend we just had, how we needed it, and while her and I offered thoughts and insights and reflections, I thought about organizing the day, where I start writing. The book, not done in the next 8 days, I can almost assure. So.. stay here…
Tag: self care
Where I live.
Where love… Love the freedom, The most Me of ME’s…
Sitting now, taking a second, to me. No typing, just listening.
A “Mindful Moment” as so many on Instagram and other social stages would say. The planes in the distance, little wind, Oliver our dog snoring a bit then having one of those doggy dreams where he barks a little in high octave couples with hastily-tied whimpers. People down the street having a bbq or party,…
07:59 ::: Home and starting day. Coffee with the Nurse at Peet’s, I believe our first such of the week.
Been making coffee at home, which I nearly wish we would have done this morning, with the wait and the crowd in the shop. Parking before that.. But I’m here, practicing calm. Not much practice needed, I’m simply doing it. Discussion yesterday with a Senior Instructional Designer, about me offering a course at the company. …
The Road…
Forever.
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12:12 4 miles written. Now time for a quick lunch. Producing content everywhere and. I tell myself there’s something wrong with that, then see it as a strength. MY Beat – Self Care. No hyphen, both words their own worlds. Unafraid, present and impassioned, newly. Warm on the run, had to get it logged, written,…
Today, thinking…
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Space Where Nothing Required
Sit quietly and let the day loosen its grip. Thoughts arrive, nod, and pass. No need to solve anything. Notice your body’s rhythm like a tide, steady, returning. In this small space, you are not chasing or proving. You are simply here, aware, enough, and gently unfolding into the moment. Let quiet carry you without…
Prompt —>
You don’t need to start over. You’re already in motion. Write about the road you’re currently on in your life, not the one you wish you were on. Where does it actually lead, if you’re honest? What have you been overlooking because it feels too ordinary to matter? What part of this path is quietly…
6.38 miles. 8:28 pace. Hot, and more so than I expected. I know it’s Vacaville, but DAMN.
12:15, early lunch done. And now time to write and enjoy some time to SELF… a true dose of self-care about to materialize. One of the painters comes up. There goes the quiet. No complaints, just logging occurrence. QBR meeting went well, thinking of getting out of the house, changing scene, maybe the coffee place…
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