Seattle and This Morning’s Smoke

Early morning light 

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The Passage of Heartbeats

Each moment passing 

Fading into memory 

Waiting on sunlight 

A long day done

Though not inspired

Only feeling weariness

Force myself to write

I will resist fear 

For I long to seek out joy

And find potential

I’ve let fear run my life far too long. Fear of failure, of rejection. This paralyzes, destroying opportunity. This I resist. 

The Growth Mindset

Seeking out purpose
And positive energy
For I long to grow

I focus on a growth mindset. Always pushing back on fears and challenging my limiting believes. It’s not easy, but always worth it.

My Fear’s Obsessions

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p style=”font-family:"”>It’s those fears that wake you in the dead of night that frustrate me so. 

A Haiku For A Summer’s Evening

The day’s heat lingers
Sunlight blocked by the mountains
Summer’s kind mercies

It was a warm one today. Especially by Seattle standards. Got some walking in, a little shopping, farmers market time, chatting friends…all things that build connection and community.

The Election Is Nearing

Election nearing
Phone ringing incessantly
This quest for power

Always Seek Out Hope

Always seek out hope 

Then our end will be better 

Beyond what we guess 

Moving through my life’s various trials in constantly struck by how often the results don’t match my predictions. At times, my conceptualization wasn’t even close. The best results achieve when I abandoned expectations and acted. Simply moved forward. Even if the end isn’t clear, the next step often is. 

A summer night

Now that it is night 

With clouds vanquished far away

Summertime feels here