1 quarter down in The Year of the Great. The meat of the edits are completed. The people to review the book are scheduled out. Travel was replete. Lent has been a nice focus. Work has been a challenge, and also what forces a rise to the occasion. Being able to communicate on intimate levels has been upped, the body is stronger (though as I write this it's all out of whack from some intense travelling near the end). Q2 is starting with a bang, already going to help lead my team--no transitions, just a great train chugging ever forward.
Saw the new India, built personal relationships, renewed visions, re-framed perspectives. Indian night clubs and dead rats that looked leathery while walking about. Replete journal time, amazing books, a new look at the uniting of states that we live in. This spinning globe. The album (Rosebush, & The Pursuit of Dreams) is near complete, artwork's final touches will coincide with the final touches on the mastering, The objectives have been found self-instructing; to take one's own advice, one must give oneself advice, and so one must ask oneself for advice. To submit the eyes: this is a great one, it happens naturally with a focus to continually give over to seeing the other side of cynicism, to seeing beauty in all it's glory. Actions as language: this flows directly from the first objective, it is the vehicle that the advice uses to manifest. Quarter 2 has some less travel planned out, yet to some new places; it has a lot of work and new reaching. As far as sheer numbers, I was about 7% short in Q1--so the pressure is on and popping, better now than later. Opportunity over impediment.
There are little aches, little cognitive set backs, some immature envy, rotting pride, etc. etc. but all these things are part of the dynamic. Like being caught up in a wave, one which we have to have no fear to be in, and more realistically, one which we can wholly trust with our absolute best interests.
This is life, and it's moving, and it can only be one word,
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