Archive | November, 2017


28 Nov

Reminding me what I have in life– Life. Only to be enjoyed, a tsunami of yay-saying yodels that provide a lens through which to understand moments more wholly, intimately. This morning with my babies did just that.


27 Nov

Success isn’t a fucking Road.

It’s a vehicle.

YOU, are the vehicle.

So, run all the red lights!!!!!!!

18:28…. Thanksgiving essentially over. 

24 Nov

In room at Inn with wife and babies.  Wife works, I work, babies watch some show on HGTV.  They actually seem quite interested, and it’s interesting to me how intrigued they are.  I’m sure they’d rather have cartoon, of course, but they make the best of what they have.  I keep saying this and it’s not hyperbole— I learn more from these little beats than I do anyone or anything, past or in Now.  This Thanksgiving, I’m thankful of course for them, my babies, but the reality that they teach me so much, and that I have a mind open to their instruction.

What are you thankful for?  What offers you instruction, gives you more perspective?  What beneficially shapes your character?  If you answered any of those questions, hold on to whatever the answers are.  Study the answers, what’s entailed in them.  Repeat, repeat… perpetuate love and grow with the dominant yay-says in your story.

Whatever you’re writing, incorporate you, your voice and perspective, your insights and interests.  If you don’t care, don’t expect your readers to care.  Like I suggested, create from what the controlling yay-says are.

Reasoning 2

22 Nov

Your way is always THE way.

Reasoning 1

22 Nov

When noticing certain drifts, evaluate your Place, and note where you want your eventual Place to take.

Week ‘Whatever’

21 Nov

If we roar and charge through these final weeks, we will be successful in ending it harmoniously.  We have to keep writing, take inventory of what we have to do versus what we’ve done.  Constantly count and collect data on yourself in this regard, as to where you are, and be HONEST in your self-assessments.  These are ideas that extend much, much beyond a classroom.

Be mindful of time, and always act as though you have none but know you have more than enough to bring projects to fruition.  And, I have to tell myself this often, don’t fall to distraction.  Distraction is goal-death.  So, be animal-like in these final weeks.

SO…. now what?


21 Nov

And be honest.


17 Nov

With the limited time remaining in Fall term, I turn to singularity, as I’ve stressed since Week 1.  Revolve around an autonomous concept.  Wrote that mine, yesterday, was “Everything”.  But this morning, I feel it’s ‘Learning’.  Every day is a learning wheel, a self-educating roar of revelation.  I’m learning patience, with this whole hotel stay, and humility, and to write absolutely every detail down…. Your circumstances should never be scorned, but utilized to forward you, to push you to your ‘There’.  If you’re just laying now, or sitting coma’d on your phone, STOP.  Write something down.  I have to remind myself of this often, so in no way am I the paradigm.  There’s so much to learn about yourself, so much you don’t know and that your character and story are eager to accent and pronounce to you for your furtherment.

And overthinking.  Why.  What am I overthinking for right now?  Why am I wishing for Newness when where I am and what I’m doing and how I got here is ALL Newness.  Again, praise your moment, don’t punish yourself for being in it.  Use it.  Write about it.  Use the time you have to draw, be at your drawing board, understand what it is you want and how you plan on getting there.  But you’ll have to move.  If your method of collection and meditation isn’t writing then find what it is.  TEACH YOURSELF.  You ARE your best teacher, assuredly.  Think about what you see yourself doing, forever.  You get up early, later in life, for what…. You take work home with you because you are a…..  Think.  Know what it is you want, fully.  Get to know YOU better, and you will be at your apex, your creative and occupational summit.

I share these notes for self ‘cause I believe them.  Not that I think I’m brilliant, clever, or even slightly smart.  But I do want something for me, my family.  If I would have just laid in this hotel bed, unable to sleep and knowing I could be getting something done but rather watch something on that cheap-looking TV or be on my phone playing some game or scrolling down some feed, I’d be harming myself, my kids, wife.  So I work.  I want to be ALWAYS working, always creating.  Do the same for you…. Test yourself.  Push yourself harder.  Get closer to that frame, that picture, that reality you want to one day relish.

Fancy yourself one day successful.  More scored than you ever throught you’d be.  What’s the one practice that took you there?  Movement.  Action… actuation…. Migrating from the idle to the tireless.  Try it.  Or don’t.  Either way, there will be a return, a ripple in your cosmos.  And you will have no other election than to live with it.

05:37…. Water, no.  Coffee, yes.  This is odd, living in a hotel room.  But this morning I see the oddity as a treat, a gift from the story, my story.  I think the Rumi quote reads something like.. “Act as though the entire universe is rigged in your favor..” Or something like that.  That’s how I’m seeing this all.  I woke a bit under an hour ago and couldn’t fall back into that odd winery dream I was having.  I thought, “Goddamnit, now what.” Then, Alice’s alarm sounded for her to rise and run to her bootcamp or whatever class off Coffey.  So the way I interpret this morning’s progression is that it was all for me, all so I could be in this chair writing this.  That I’m learning… I’m learning that there is no reason for nay.  There should only be notes and whole jazzy pieces of yay.


17 Nov

is figurative.

What’s tangible is you, your aims and goals and visions for yourself.

Write and rewrite.

17 Nov

Write and rewrite more…

That’s how you get to your There.