Yes, it was a terrific day here in Nashville.  I made solid progress on client tasks and took time to enjoy this magnificent weather.  There is much gratitude here.  Breathing, loving, and smiling.

UberBeyond Information Overload

OMG, I need filters and need ‘em fast, at least if any attention will be paid to real time web or anything similar.  And tell me it’s going to get any slower or more manageable from here on out.

Organization is crucial.  It starts with deep breaths, quiet, and patience.  Understanding too.  Just a few questions occurring:

• What are you looking for?
• What to buy?
• How to enhance skills?
• Looking for a job?  Tips on how to get them?
• Where do you get the information?
• Who do you trust to tell you any of this?
• Who are reliable sources?
• What are those sources’ motivations?

I am going to drown without a level of trust, a real idea of what actionability is, a time limit, a goal.  Set that goal, get in, get out, if ya can…. everyone in the world is clamoring for attention, has a story to tell, has a product to sell; the noise is UberBeyond Info Overload, at least in terms of this dynamic, real time paradigm.

Step Away From The Internet.

Faith

Oh hoping to write a few words.  Hoping to say something useful and meaningful for somebody.  Negativity blossoming for some, for those other than me.  Can I believe these words?  Can I take them to the faith bank?

Who has fallen on hard times? Have hard times fallen on you?  What could these hard times lead to?  Tougher people.  Survivors.  People getting back to what is more meaningful.  Technological dependence and focus and obsession?  Alcohol?  Food?  Tobacco?  Porn?  Is there creativity?  Who feels lost in this world, lost in their own?

Emotional combinations, collisions.  Clicking like cue and eight balls on green felt, cigarrette burns scarring the pastoral billiard table.  Concentration on the game.  Surrendering not.  Letting patience reside with you.  Focusing.  Generating the motion.  Living accuracy.

I don’t even know what color ink this is. Starting to see what is the real thing. Starting to believe something about someone somewhere. Starting to say something intelligent at some point. I’m not sure I know what that point is.

To not read the news.  What a blessing sometimes, to get away from the constant noise, from the battle for your mind.  To stop and think for a change.  Wouldn’t that be a grand idea?  Slow awakening to a better world, slow rising, springing into joy.  Glory happens to each of us, letting the rainbow in, that’s what is going on here.