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Food for thought

90 Day American

You know, I’m sitting here on the eve of an awesome Mexico excursion with our best friends and should be writing other stuff than flexing the muscle to tell a story for personal, non-profitable reasons. I’ve got three musts and three wish I coulds but I can’t even fathom how I would structure that into my disciplines long enough to accomplish them. Someday though. If I’d just write for the other two reasons other than my own. Oh well. I’m not tired. The mix of emotions of leaving right now distract me from the focus on the other 2/3rds. Hoping…

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Where will we go?

I had a memorable conversation with a remarkable young woman a couple of weeks ago. Her name is Anna, I’d guess her to be in her later 20’s and although her appearance remained unaltered by American celebrity influences of fashion, hair and makeup – she is stunningly beautiful. I’ve known her for some time through work and she carries herself properly, confidently and exudes a kind, gentle aura. I picture her as a brunette Briar Rose who hasn’t realized she’s actually Sleeping Beauty. I wasn’t sure how we were on the subject, but she mentioned she was born in Ukraine….

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Holy Buckets of Balance.

I’ve been out of sorts lately. I don’t think that means I need to call a doctor or zoom a therapist type of out of sorts… yet. And as of right now, I’ve given myself the prognosis of good that I’ll get out of this funk. I’m hoping to make the right strides in to get away from those uneasy mental and emotional waters noticeably ahead. The first step is realizing there’s a storm coming, right? I’m processing through all of the warning signs and symptoms and can’t help but feel like this self diagnosis stuff of my mental state…

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A Day Off? Oh, It’s On.

Poetry is tricky. It’s more of an art form of painting words together in such a profound way it becomes someone else’s quote when they post something. Post something. Not say it. Do you ever wonder if how you tell a story stays best consumed in the platform from which it was created? What if stories you type tend to always stay typed…and copied and pasted. Is that why the movie is rarely ever if at all better than the book it was inspired from. Perhaps its why there’s such a cross-cultural appreciation of rap music because it takes a…

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4 Ways to Get Through This

This is the most intense period of time I’ve had to live in. In the depths of my heart, breadth of lessons lived and wisdom of eras survived I know one thing to be true. If you believe in what you believe from what you believe to be fueled by a strong, passionate desire to improve the world you are currently viewing on your screen, then we have a common thread. A common bond. An Eva in a Wall-E reality When you can connect on similar goals – meaning we all want our children and grandchildren to grow up in…

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Stop and Go Day

Today I drove to an appt that’s on the other side of the closest city. So it’s a clip but I enjoy her keeping it real with me about working harder on getting healthy. I’ve plateaued recently and have really felt like writing for myself and for work and since I only have so much evening time, I recently began blowing off physical activity for more screen time. Ugh. I digress. She gave me the kick in the butt I needed. In my written plan of numbers, she walks me thru it and says- “Ok, let’s review. One. Count calories…

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Overthinking the Repercussions of Accepting a Status Quo Mindset.

Do I give in or get back up? Chicken or the egg? I’ve really been trying to crack my own code. Get out of my head. Practice the repetition needed to recondition my mind to healthier habits while trying to give up the unhealthy ones. I’m digging deep to find ways to relax, reflect the conundrum of whether I create more problems or simply point out theories of why we accept certain things as, well, acceptable. With or without merit. You know, a little R&R. Rest and Reflect. I figure I may be missing a treadmill here or there, not…

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Confrontation Constipation

We’re afraid to offend the offensive.   It’s like confrontation constipation with a touch of avoidance followed by an uneasy head nod and a forced smile. But that’s not all that happens. That’s just the external indicators that you are internalizing whatever on-no-you-didn’t thing that just happened while you keep it together. That’s ok though, take a moment. Breathe. Contemplating your reaction allows you to process everything happening around you and whether it’s worth a reaction or not. Doing something so that it doesn’t stay inside, festering like gigantic, explosive turd fecal-ing it’s way from your brain to all extremities…

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Finding Free Adrenaline

If I were a stereotypical thrill-seeker, today I went skydiving after work. I accomplished things that gave me an adrenaline rush that kept rolling. It doesn’t change anything, but the rush is fuel for my soul. I conquered some fears that pick up every metaphoric brick I let fall away and put it back where it belongs. I got this. Lol. I almost forgot. Today I cold-called the president of a company to pitch an idea I have to diversify his revenue stream without investing in new machinery. Random, right? I actually wrote the presentation more than two months ago…

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