A new day. A new chance to succeed.
Sometimes I just have to put the balls down. I have to accept that the juggling isn't working. That I'm spending all my energy picking up drops, braced against the next, fixated on the last.
The pattern becomes too ragged, too unreliable to follow.
I'm always tempted to push through. To just pick up the balls and start.
Sometimes that works.
Sometimes I just have to accept that I need to let it rest.
I hope you can let it rest if you need to #today
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I feel this.
I'm in it now myself. It's been a couple of weeks since I've managed my schedule.
I've been through the cycle enough now that I know - at least intellectually - that it will end. That I'll pick up the pieces and all will be right in my world for a time.
Knowing it and feeling it are still two different things.
Deep breath. Focus on today.
You got this. Hang in.
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I just try again tomorrow.
No hurry, no rush.
Turtle takes his time each day.
Sunlight on a log.
#DailyHaikuPrompt
Another day, another chance to succeed.
The juggling continues to limp along.
One of the bean bags has started losing beans.
I think the tennis ball left sometime in the night and I've substituted a rolled up sock.
I have no idea where the scarves went. Possibly into the laundry. I can only hope they surface eventually.
It's okay. It's one day at a time. I just need to do what I can with what I have in the time allotted.
I hope you find some peace in your chaos #today
Seeded stalks bend down
John Barleycorn hangs his head.
Summer's end grows near.
#DailyHaikuPrompt
A new day, a new chance to succeed.
Another day with a post-op pet needing carefully dosed medications at all hours.
More stressed out juggling that never seems to scratch the itch or soothe the frazzled nerves.
Writing will take a back seat. Reading probably at mealtimes. Lots of playing to let myself breathe a bit.
Exercise? Inertia is my foe.
But this is normal. These periods happen. They pass. The trick is to be here when they're gone.
I hope you find the strength you need #today
A new day. A new chance to succeed.
The juggle continues to include big chunks of stuff I can't control.
But then it always does. One of the reasons I call it juggling. Trying to keep important things going while dealing with all the stuff life tosses just comes with the turf.
Saturday has a different pattern. The one where I step back to contemplate the process.
Mostly, though, I just play.
I hope you find a few extra moments to play #today
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The truly difficult part - I think - is coming up with a story that's made better by omniscient.
Limited third sets up a kind of keel for the story to push against.
A focal point.
I don't know how omniscient really works or what kinds of stories need it.
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I don't think it will really end until I do. I just like that universe and those characters too much.
What shape it will take going forward?
I don't know. I need to let it rest for a time now that I've found an equilibrium point.
Bumblebees low buzz
Busy with pollination.
Tend to their flitting.
#dailyhaikuprompt
Another day, a new chance to succeed.
I plan to juggle the same things I juggle every day.
Write a little
Read a little
Play a little
Walk a little
They're not the things I "have" to do. They're the things I want to have happen today. The small things I can add to the world.
Some days it works better than others. Some days are just picking up dropped balls.
Yet each day adds a few grains to my pile of satisfaction.
I hope you can add a few grains to your pile #today
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Not Constantinople??
(Sorry) ðĪŠ
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It would probably break down along ... wait for it ...
party lines.
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Dewy drops sparkle
Sunlight caught in spider's web.
Nature's dream catcher.
#dailyhaikuprompt
Another day. A new chance to succeed.
Dark and early start, a slightly more relaxed opener to the day. A day to settle into the juggling of mind, body, and spirit.
A day to work on mindfulness, on focus. Two aspects that have rolled away like tennis balls under the sofa over the last couple of weeks.
Today I'll dig them out, dust them off and see how they fit in the pattern again.
I hope you can find a few moments to find your focus #today
Boisterous creek
Laughs over a stony bed.
Freshet's private joke.
#dailyhaikuprompt
Another day. Another chance to succeed.
Today's my designated day off. It's the day I plan to just loaf around, drinking coffee and playing games.
Except for a few things I want to maintain.
Morning journal
This post.
A haiku.
I'll play a lot.
In play my mind is free to tell me stories. They're like meditations in a long shower but don't use water for inspiration.
I hope you can find a moment to tell yourself stories #today
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1. Clear yesterday's timesheet
2. Start today's.
3. Click of the first couple of checklist items (write in journal, repair the 4thewords streak)
4. Quick email scan
WIP waits until after breakfast and the morning walk/podcast.