9-19-24
10:07
Loft office. Making a move. One needed. Nurse’s encouragement— have to note new journal.
Done. May need more coffee…. Get out to the Field. Have to be in office at 13:00. Give me time to collect.
Drive meditation, as always, voicing notes into my phone. Teaching myself, in my own class, my teacher— ME. Calming, journaling all thoughts no matter how crazy. And just MOVING.
New Beat, new aims…. Educating and reorienting myself on my own strengths. Then I feel self-doubt, and tell it I don’t have time. I really don’t.
Now, or not at all and I keep swimming back and forth. NO.
My Road and Personal Legend have been re-written and newly determined. Saw something that took me out of the short lull…. Skimming Alchemist, the only things concerning the sheep were food and water.
As with me and words, ideas, the Road newly written. Nothing else. Focus, like the Nurse on her journey to an RN. Organizing my day differently now…. Can’t elaborate too much, don’t want to hex my efforts.
Think of past decisions and directions and feel frustrated with SELF. Oh well, what can I do now. I’m here, and I’ve written something on the drawing board that I will NOT, EVER, erase.