Another day, as they say, "paradise".

I used to live in paradise. I remember well the sound of the ocean waves cracking against the shore, over and over again. As the memory overtakes my soul I now take in a breath of that salty, fresh air. The breeze. That's what I miss the most. Each and every day and night there is a breeze to greet you as you exit the door to experience what the world has to offer. Now there is often nothing but stillness. 

This next phase is on me to create. Me and only me must determine what is next to master. I am technically in a holding pattern as far as "school", awaiting an instructor-led Java course. 

When I learned my course start was being placed on hold I did what you would have done and attacked the interwebs searching to compare other options. 

If frustration I have chosen to wait until the new year to see what shakes up but meanwhile, I still continue to educate myself. This is no different then when I educated others - only this time the curriculum I design is my own. 

As I measure my options, I have exposed myself to WebFlow, Wire Flow, Bravo, Visual Studio, Adobe Creative Suite, HTML & CSS, brought in more Java and Python, Adalo, and played more with some ChatGPT. 

Presently, I have three more design (more truthfully, development) projects on-going which I would like to see to completion especially the one for "greater good". This weekend I needed a breath of (non-salty) air. I put away the laptop and brought back out the canvuses and paints. 

And a single sunflower was born. The flower doesn't miss the ocean. The flower is simply happy to feel the sun on its face each day. It is what it is, who it is, nothing more, nothing less, and is simply gorgeous just as it is. The sunflower lacks nothing. 

I pray today "Lord let me be a sunflower, to be who I am just as I was created to be. Let me appreciate this day, this moment, this sunshine upon my face." Nothing more. Nothing less.