Tag: self care
After meeting. And… my confidence is at a height I don’t know I can say it’s ever been.
DECIDING, that this is where I’ll stay. NOTHING, allowed to stop, slow, lower, or interrupt this inward and projected expression. All from this ACQ book. What I’m calling it. Acquisition, acquiring…. Then soon, ACQ-UIRED. Walking around the office, checking in with partners in various departments. Moving quick, so now time to be. Still. Here. With…
On break. Lunch from home, and now, time to Self.
Tired from waking so early. Pushing through it, and centralizing. Seeing this place as a playground, place to test ideas and approaches be it with writing or business or other creative. A Priority Totem Pole, reassessing all fired irons. Did that at lunch, and now thinking of where I am, with age, and how much…
Ides of September.
Same mood, but amplified today. Fearless and confident and not explaining much. Owing no explanation. Well, anywhere. To anyone. Between the exits, where the ideas find me, where the confidence builds and these words circle and sing and stampede for me. This morning’s drive, maybe just another one, or maybe not. Office now, of course,…
Today, Peace isn’t some grand plan. It’s a check-in.
Notice one thing your Self is asking for. Notice one thing your mind is tired of. Then choose one small kindness. A glass of water, a short walk, a text you owe. Keep it small enough to do right now. These small things repeated become a life.
Office, writing schedules. Today, one of observation. Two new students.
Ordered lunch, and now looking at another to-do to code as COMPLETED. Moving fast, no antithetical ANYTHING distracting me. Even if it tried, it’d fucking FAIL. And, horribly. I feel strong, well, sharp and quick and tenacious in a way that I thought maybe it could only be me when I was younger. Like, when…
Quiet…
Let it be a part of your Now.
Not letting myself get distracted. Keep looking at my run stats and I have no idea why, what am I interpreting. There’s nothing to interpret.
Think I may have surprised myself, with a loud yell to self to get out there. Go for a run, stop saying you’re tired… who cares. Do it anyway. And I did. Need to run every day. OR, something every day, if I’m to make weight for the wedding. Close, but still work to do…
between exits
New Drive Stopping for a minute, no pressure on SELF. At all. The act of being, more than enough. Renewing, teaching, and lifting all parcels of my Personhood to wherever it needs to be. Friday…. But it doesn’t matter. I’m content without a named days. Truly. Seeing right now as something so meaningful and layered…
Stopping. For me.
Peace, meditation, after being in the field with the MDU team… Three site surveys, done quite quick. Learning more, about everything from architecture, to actual technological connectivity… To characters in the business. Everything. In San Jose right now. Can’t remember the last time I was here… Memories, from when I was 20 something… But now,…
9/8/2026
Home. Finally. In the kitchen, yes… with different mind and more passion than I know what to do with. Tomorrow in San Jose, three site surveys. Recording everything. LoFi, a somewhat warm beer but I don’t care. Writing to cap the day, which has otherwise been odd. No explanation, just know the character pushed through…
#MADLYMINDFULME
Protect Your Pace Life is short. That isn’t an invitation to hurry. Maybe it’s the opposite. We spend enormous amounts of energy racing toward things we’ve decided will finally make us feel settled. The next accomplishment. The better morning. More money. More certainty. Some imaginary version of ourselves who has everything figured out. Meanwhile, today…