Tag: New Year 2025

Last day of the four week series. Made it. Successfully stuck to the program, with aforementioned modifications.

Hypotheses confirmed: Process matters. Outcomes over outputs. How you do anything is how you do everything. Discipline AND discernment.

Some super heroes don’t wear capes – they leave them in the woods for others to pick up and bear.

Edit: That sounds snide. What I mean is this: Whose burden will you pick up and share today?

Edit Again: Nope, still not right. Here it is (maybe): What looks to you or me like negligence might actually be a fellow child of God laying down burdens they can no longer bear, burdens placed on them by a harsh world, or worse, by other children of God. We could pick them up, if we wanted.

There’s some tall ornamental grass in the neighborhood at the beginning of my morning walk to the woods. Often I snap a couple shots of it on the way by, just in case I don’t get anything better than a mess of grass that day.

I’ve managed to avoid it so far, but today’s the day. Best I could do. Enjoy responsibly.

Another utility pole. Please try to contain your excitement. I don’t have time to be responding to tens of comments.

“Rules are made to be broken.” Well… not really. Rules are our communal values put to work: If we believe A, then we agree to live and treat each other like B. Generational wisdom and discipline matter, and rule breakers are not generally good for society. And yet…

Sometimes the rules themselves are broken, which is to say, they are no longer (or upon further reflection, never were) serving our values. So we change them. Or set them aside for times when other conflicting values take precedence.

Last week I described how I deliberately (and temporarily – I was back on it today) set aside the 9am rule from Day 1 because life events pushed other values up the ladder.

And yesterday, I abandoned the No Disc Golf rule early – not because I decided to just say F-it and have some fun, but because I spent the previous three weeks learning more about tennis elbow (lateral epicondylitis). I know more now than I did then, and came to the studied conclusion that the rule, while a good starting point, was no longer helping me progress. So I revised it.

I also have a photo rule: to share exactly one photo from the morning’s walk, whether there are any “good” ones or not, which has often been difficult for me. Today, I (finally!) had the opposite problem: a surplus of keepers. But I’ll stick to the rule: you only get one today. Because in times of plenty, sometimes you feast, and sometimes you save for later.

They’re not really this orange. More like dingy rust. But I cranked the Orange slider all the way up to “Impress People On Facebook,” and away we go.

Check your facts, Friends.

Astute followers of this page with rudimentary astronomy skills will notice my schedule has deviated from the original “walk before 9am” rule put forth on Day 1.

Last week the DOAE issued an edict directing me to complete at least one hour of work at my Official Station before engaging in any such unproductive frivolity as Walking Through Woods As Means of Healing Myself and the World.

Ever the obedient comrade, I have complied.

Luckily for us all, my Official Station (Ante Meridiem) consists of a dining room table, a notebook, and a guitar.

Productivity has increased.

Wash me in the water.

Well, not today. But you know. When it’s warmer.

Past the half way point in my four week new-year-whatever-this-is. Feels like rounding the bend and heading home.