Be Brave.

As teachers, we have a hard time looking outside of our classrooms, schools, and culture.  Be brave! Live paradoxically and #letgo. via Truth

Irresistible Amateur

More important than ever to be the enthusiastic amateur rather than the disgruntled, grumpy, overworked teacher.  We can do this.  Don’t let your big district and boss lay the growth mindset trip on you; seize the day and each moment as #theonlymoment!  Teachers have all they need to be #changeagents, but it first begins with our own vision.  Is it clouded by the end of the year? Reset. Reset. Reset. via Jaded

Irresistible Feeling

I cannot help but wonder as I teach a biology unit in science at life’s miraculous presence from the microscopic level to our vast universe.  I think it is time to infuse Common Core (and its critics) with movement.  Let us move from thinking to feeling.  It starts with educators! Teach empathy and model kindness.  Let us move from reacting to reflecting (the real critical thinking) via Subtle Effortless Action.  There is nothing to lose and everything to gain.  Kindness matters more now than ever.  #guncontrol #safeschools

Irresistible Ahisma

Never more relevant for our students (and ourselves) via Ahisma

Irresistible Moments

It’s not impossible to be a great teacher these days, but it is a lot of self-reflection.  How can one improve teaching without improving one’s self?  How does one rid themselves of the “nattering nabobs of negativism?” Is there a place for stillness and action in the classroom? Of course! via Moment within a Moment



Practice without renunciation is avoidance. Renunciation without practice is not long-lived.  Together, practice and renunciation make all our dreams possible.

Rolf Gates, Meditations from the Mat:  Daily Reflections on the Path of Yoga

Day 6 – For years, I awoke and rose at 3:55 a.m., shuffled out to the porch with a half-cup of coffee and a big glass of water, and jumped around, pounding my feet and joints into their current somewhat decrepit state of present moment.  I was convinced that this movement was the answer.  I maintained a precarious, yet disciplined, schedule, ate small doses of food spread strategically throughout the day, and collapsed in bed at 6 p.m., ready to do it all again.  And, like all things this regimen, I became too tired, hungry, and injured, to do this.

Abhyasa, practice, and vairagya, nonattachment or renunciation, work hand-in-hand.  I use to believe that renunciation (nonattachment) meant I had to renounce certain things, like bread or beer or a cup of coffee or French fries or chocolate cake or missing a workout, but even as early as today, in rereading our book for a fourth time, enjoying three years of separation from the pounding I gave myself on the porch, I understand so much more.  Vairagya is about the renouncing of old habits that no longer serve one, and it enriches one’s practice (abhyasa).

I, too, like Rolf, find “in the peace of the early morning…I let go of the need to do anything or be anywhere.”  Learning about life, I study my movement and my stillness, so that everything becomes a practice; standing becomes a practice, walking becomes a practice, sitting or lying still becomes a practice, and dancing becomes a practice.  In the stillness of purposeful, intuitive movement or the quietude of meditation, the vastness of the moment unfolds.