Brian Schnabel's Head Space – The feed social media can't erase!

Emotional mechanics: Storms and celebrations while tuning up.

The fish sticks and shrimp have been delivered to my friend’s apartment and Mom’s card is in the mail. It’s hard to believe that Mother’s Day is only a week and a half away. But everything I needed to do is now done with a little help from a friend and yet, “I feel mentally fried this evening!”

The elusive final report.

Ok? So… After a little chat with a nice young lady from South Dekota’s Highway Safety Patrol, I’ve learned that only some of the accident investigation surrounding my brother’s death is done. Apparently, there’s a few things that still haven’t been finalized and a more conclusive report is pending.

Harleys and typos: Navigating the bumps of blogging on the go.

One of the things I noticed last night when I went up to this website is that I really need to refine my technique using the WordPress app. Using dictation has its drawbacks when someone is going by on a Harley. But, I noted, too that a few critical mistakes didn’t appear in the app that were very apparent on the site when I went to add another post.

Silent phones and inaccessible reports: Loving state bureaucracy.

No phone call Friday or yesterday about the finalization of my brother’s accident investigation, as the little birdy had tweeted last week. But I was able to obtain an accident report from the South Dekota Highway Patrol this morning for $10.00 that doesn’t read worth a damn with a screen reader.

Pacing cars and coffee: Navigating the unpredictable.

On my way home this evening I had a rather interesting thing happen by the courthouse. A car headed my way began pacing me for a good twenty feet. Thinking they might have wanted something, I slowed a bit and looked over at them, noting there was no car in front of them to warrant the action. As soon as I did, “They took off rather quickly!”

Outdoor tables are a great place for delaying returns to home base.

The 20-piece chicken McNuggets at McDonald’s wasn’t bad. Neither was the small black coffee that came with it. But I am not in a hurry to get home right now.

For you, they sometimes don’t but for me they always do.

There’s only so much tutorial reading and journaling you can do in a day. So… Needing to get out of the house for a while… Yeah… In case you haven’t figured it out by the title… “I’m at McDonald’s.”

Understanding handheld skimmers: A threat to Bluetooth security.

We all know that in today’s digital age, the convenience of wireless technology comes with its own set of risks. Among these are handheld skimmers, insidious devices designed to stealthily steal information from unsuspecting victims, “A skimmer being brought into my building a few times a week!”

Enigmas of the abyss and spectral secrets of SEO.

Well… Here we are, finally done coding for the week, I think. I generated a robots.txt file and sitemap.xml file this morning to direct indexing traffic. Yeah… You might say, “I’m telling Google and Bing exactly where to go!”

Patiently navigating the currents: Focused on the wins this day.

I think I’ve listened to JAWS for Windows 2024 for more than enough time today. I’ve been coding for most of the day, working with Microsoft’s AI to get the ball rolling. And… Once again, “Things clicked!”

Update on the Copilot file upload button issue.

I wasn’t aware of this until this evening, but it would seem that Users of Copilot have been experiencing intermittent issues with the file upload button. This button is essential for uploading and sharing files within the Copilot interface, especially for Pro users. And… Yeah… “Useful for a few of us amateurs who would like that button back, too!”

Triumph over tech: My day conquering user agent woes.

Today was one of those days where the hours just flew by. My mission was clear: Me wanting to fortify my website against unwanted digital trespassers. cPanel allows for blocking of certain pain in the ass bots and overly annoying cyber stalkers alike by IP address. But I knew, “I could do better than that!”

Embracing the rhythms of rest.

As a blind individual, my life is a symphony of sounds and sensations, a dance with the unseen rhythms of the world. Today, I awoke at 11:30 AM, having gone to bed around midnight. The night was a patchwork of dreams and silence, but I mostly slept like a stone.

The whimsical tales of my feathered friend.

As the sun rises and the world stirs into motion, my little feathery friend serenades me with the most peculiar stories. Today’s melody was no exception, weaving a narrative about a young woman in her mid-thirties, a homeowner with an intriguing proposition for me.

Finding my center: The quest for steady steps.

I covered 2.9 miles walking today and think I’ve got my balance issue under control. Over this past year in a half to two years, things have gradually changed with regard to my balance. It started with me occasionally feeling like I had no sense of direction when out walking for a minute here and there. Of late though, I start feeling slightly off balance about two minutes into a walk unless I’m exerting myself to move at a fast pace.

Tall feathery tales of digital enigmas from a high birdy.

I really think that drat little twittering birdy of mine is smoking a kickass bong full of legalized pot and not sharing any of it. I did an hour-long meditation this afternoon during which he interrupted with his tweets in my ear about how Mom would be calling (something about possible printer trouble) and how I would need tech support for my own computer.

Harnessing the power of a core emotion’s physical energy.

I ran another meditation this morning, which revealed to me that the word “riddikulus” is to be used to transfer negative energy in the body generated by fear to its triggering source. That much is very clear to me. As far as the rest of the stuff along that vein? All I can say is, solutions for dealing with two core emotions down, “Five to go.”

The Call from South Dakota bird song.

While there’s always a good chance the little birdy is singing sweet nothings in my ear, for whatever reason, it seems to think that I’ll be hearing from my contact from South Decota’s Highway Patrol today if not Monday. I’ve already mentioned on this site that they were supposed to be finalizing the paperwork on their investigation of my brother’s fatal car crash on the morning of February 24, 2024.

My meditation mantra for negative energy transference.

As mentioned in an earlier post, I’ve been on the hunt for a single word that could teach my brain to channel the physical energy generated by racing thoughts back to their source. Today, before going to bed a quick Google search showed me that I had found that word.

Three-mile thoughts of a noontime riser.

They say that writing down three good things that happened during a day are a good way to end it. Dinner with friends at Brookside Terrace, getting at least three good blog posts posted on this site, and actually enjoying the three mile walk through Newton NJ, weather and all…

A personal tale of 110 Hz frequency focused meditation.

I took about 15 minutes this evening to run a meditation using a homemade 110 Hz binaural sound file courtesy of Audacity sound editing software. This meditation’s focus was on finding one word I could use to teach my brain how to imagine transferring the physical energy generated by racing thoughts of a person or situation to its triggering source. This way I can more efficiently move past the thoughts in a truly freeing manner. I believe it can be done efficiently, “The process just needing a little fine tuning.”

Unlocking intuition: A journey with ESP Trainer.

I discovered this game called ESP Trainer while reading about a government project involving Remote Viewing. So, in the latter part of 2020, I installed it on my iPhone figuring it shouldn’t be too hard to work with given the fact that Apple requires a reasonable amount of accessibility be built into apps offered through their app store. And… Yeah… “It certainly does work reasonably well with VoiceOver!”

Birdy sings echoes of intuition and the dawn of change.

I didn’t get out of bed until noontime today having initially crashed shortly after midnight. I woke at 3:00 AM this morning, returning to bed again around 5:00 AM. During that time, for nearly two hours I sat in my living room, playing Russell Targ’s ESP Trainer on my iPhone.

A tale of culinary adventure and aftermath.

I hit Dominic’s this evening for dinner and going there had the desired effect. I got out and moved, which helped shift my mood back to the plus side a bit. It cost me an hour’s time in the bathroom after but, “That’s what I get for being a lazy ass for a week!”

Reflections on loss, law, and life’s fragility.

In a world where every day is a winding road, the unexpected can happen at any turn. The recent news of my brother’s passing in a vehicle accident is in some ways a somber reminder of life’s fragility. The accident having happened in the early morning hours of February 24, 2024, it’s certainly a moment that calls for reflection, not just on the loss of life but also on the circumstances that surround it.

A mysterious birdy’s message whispered from spring street.

This morning, the little birdy was twittering away again, its song carrying a cryptic message that seemed to be directed at me. The melody was soft, yet the words it whispered in my ear were clear and insistent. It spoke of someone connected with 83 Spring Street, Newton, New Jersey, who was willing to take a significant risk on my behalf. This person, it seems, is prepared to put their job on the line to ensure that a door, whether currently open or not, is accessible to me.

Taking the win: Accomplishments, gifts, and ideas.

Well… I got some stuff done today. So… “I’m going to call that a win!”

I am in harmony with time.

I appreciate the present moment. I know that I have enough time for all that is important.

The apartment below: Keys and mysteries.

I heard the strangest thing once again this afternoon, and I noticed it was about 20 minutes before my downstairs neighbor came home from work, yacking away on her phone. Someone, who was clearly trying to be as quiet as possible entered the building, quickly turned my landing light on and off, and then went in her apartment. Despite their best effort, I couldn’t help but notice the fact that they walked all the way through the apartment and back out again in less than three minutes. I do not think it was her boyfriend, as they were wearing heavy work boots and, “They have a different kind of walk from his.”

Home Directory Backups for all client cPanel hosted websites complete.

While doing laundry, I’ve been backing up all WordPress and none-WordPress websites hosted on my servers. You never know when the creak is going to rise and having everyone’s stuff backed up is a beautiful thing. “Cloud storage in multiple secure locations totally rocks!”

A journey through self discovery and Reality Creation.

This morning, I woke feeling like something was different. My body felt light and relaxed, even though I went to bed around 1:00 AM and probably didn’t fall asleep until closer to 1:30 AM. But… Yeah… When I woke at 6:01 AM, “Something felt different!”

Illuminating the mind’s eye: Reflections on meditation, podcasting, and personal insights.

I ran off an hour-long meditation earlier this evening, looking for ideas on how to best podcast. While I was working the meditation, other thoughts about my family, neighbors, and my landlord kept coming up.

My all night success story working the art of productivity.

Who says you need a full night’s sleep to be productive in society? I’m starting to wonder why I bother with sleep at all. “It certainly has little use for me!”

Managing Time Anxiety plus other meditative insights.

Brian’s Podcast explores using Copilot to analyze his journal for dream patterns and other general insights. He shares affirmations to manage Time Anxiety, while emphasizing the importance of “I Am” statements and idea generation via consistent meditation.