Letting go via Intentional ego-deaths
Without faith in something, there is no opportunity. via Inner Land Field
via Seeking my muse.
I can't imagine a classroom where flux and flow are just what they are...testing culture is alive and well in school. It is difficult to let it go and just teach. It is challenging not to be annoyed by classroom disturbances; at times, these feel like someone or something is pinging away from our … Continue reading Irresistible Notions.
In the classroom, or out, our love is a direct product of how much we feed our two dogs. The struggle is real, and cause for reflection and action. Bad dog. Good dog.
Around the edges of the "work" day, the stuff of great classrooms, are the small rituals of reflection, practice, and preparation. Time is of the essence of course. The choices we make with and in even our smallest acts (before and after we go about our day) can cultivate love, peace, and compassion. Source: Futility.
My goal this year in the classroom is to be present for my students, which means I strive for presence in all aspects of my life. Wherever I am, I will give my attention. It is no easy task, but nonetheless, I practice. Space365 - Day 272 is an organic expression of my attempts to … Continue reading Irresistible Place
Today, I spend a few minutes meditating and reflecting on this opportunity to teach new and returning young people across many content areas. Last school year, I cultivated habits that have helped deal with stress, a constant and sometimes unfriendly bedfellow. I repeated the mantra #letgo and cleaned house internally, as well as externally (in … Continue reading Irresistible Jitters
We have created circles around chasing gratification. When we begin to leave the chase we have to find new circles. These circles support us as we examine the suffering the chase causes. These circles support us as we discover a new purpose. The Buddhists describe this as finding refuge. We find refuge from our old … Continue reading Refuge
It's 7:34 a.m., and my day begins innocuously. I wake to see my husband preparing for work (he's up later than usual, too). With no intention to rise early on my first day off of summer, I stretch and check Facebook on my cellphone plugged in by my bed, knowing that there will be 15-30 … Continue reading Skills and epiphanies