Pause, Reflect, Restart

My December mantra.

I’ve been writing this little Substack here since July. Every Saturday morning, butt in chair, brain swirling and brainstorming.

What to write, what to write, what to write.

How do I condense my content into a post that both entertains and enlightens?

What happened this week, this month, this lifetime?

What do I want to read? Because I’m my favorite audience.

And like magic that’s not really magic because it lives in me, it just needs to be paid attention to, a post would manifest on my screen.

I’d edit and tweak and finesse and re-read. I’d laugh, I’d tear up, I’d think, damn this is fun.

21 posts. 21 mornings devoted to recording my story. Is it memoir-worthy? I think so but that’s not important right now, let’s just keep going.

I’m ready for a little 2026 remix. What will that be? Who knows. But to quote a scholar, Dale!