Today is Sunday, January 8, 2023. I have been inside the federal camp facility for 3 days. The words adjustment, and adapting are adjectives to describe my well-being, but there’s more meat on the bones of those words for accurate depiction to where I am now.

First, I’m thankful for my wife, parents, and family, who have shown so much support. It’s sort of cliche, because the hardest emotions I have are not being there physically for my wife, parents, and family. I fully believe one day inside this federal camp, is easier than one day in the free world.

Carrying the daily load of just home and family life alone, is a task that I’ve always made sure was split evenly. It burdens me to not be able to contribute my part. I have to be diligent in adjusting my mind frame to let go of things I can’t control and focus on what I can control and contribute to.

I’m grateful for a cup, a spoon, and a bowl. Why?
When I arrived and made it to my unit, I’m made aware that because of behavioral issues that happened, the camp administrator has shut down what’s known as “commissary”. In the free world, commissary equates to going shopping at your local Walmart or Kroger.

I’m new here, so going shopping is essential to having the essentials! Essentials are items for hygiene and food items needed to eat and receive proper nutrition. I learned quickly that the facility doesn’t provide these things for you. You must approach being new like moving into a new house. You have to buy everything.

I was grateful that when I made it to my room, a complete stranger came over to me and gave me a plastic cup, and a plastic Tupperware bowl with a lid. He said he knew I was new, and I was going to need a cup, and a bowl to cook in. I gave a look of not having complete understanding, but said thank you. Another person came and offered me 2 plastic spoons, a banana, and 2 packs of Ramen Noodles.

What I didn’t realize was that by the time I made it to my unit from processing in, the camp had just finished eating dinner. The next meal wouldn’t be until breakfast. I’ve never been so thankful to have the plastic bowl to cook noodles, plastic silverware to eat with, and a cup to drink water. There’s a water fountain in the unit, but it only has a lever to dispense water in a cup. You can’t drink from it like a normal fountain.

I’m a firm believer in the energy you put off, upon a first interaction with anyone, can be a positive, or negative charge. I personally had no fear, or bad vibes transmitting from my energy field. I walked by myself into a unit of approximately 125 men who I didn’t know. My observatory senses were on high alert. Things move very fast inside units, but these men move with a calculated rhythm in everything they do.

I showed respect and received respect. I displayed humbleness and was shown grace. I was unconsciously incompetent on what to expect. Because of my aura of not acting like I knew anything, because I didn’t, I was shown the way. I’ve learned a lot of myself in the past 72 hours. I learned the human body can and will adapt quickly in any circumstance. I learned my observatory skills that I’ve been blessed with, allows me read people and feel their intentions.

I miss so much, but this is where I am physically for the mistakes I’ve made. My mind is not entrapped here, as I continue to overlay images in my mind of where I want to be. Universal laws validate to us that habitual thinking of thoughts and images over and over unfold to our reality we create through consciousness.

My mind is alive. I read this morning that anything that is living, must grow. I have been staying productive with my introductory steps needed to start this journey. I have daily tasks to complete, and I must be deliberate, humble, and consistent with my efforts to obtain success.

I’m taking each day to have time for reflection, and perspective of my life. I will be present in each moment and do everything I can to plan and execute properly for the future.