What remains is Divine. This a rambling blog on #irresistiblecircumstances, ones that I create in my life and all the roles: (earth)mother, wife, lover, mover, dancer, teacher, #yogawitch. I've been mostly writing poetry in between the lesson plans, the shuffling of one thing to serve another, and the naps. Poetry helps me strip down to … Continue reading Irresistible Remains
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Irresistible Haunts
In the great stilling of the year, we walk in woods, marked with evidence of winter who, like a tourist, visited and departed in a great sky river I witness above last night's fire out under the great Moon and Clouds unfolding stories: the cow jumping over the moon the speed of a cargo plane … Continue reading Irresistible Haunts
Irresistible Middle Ground
Nec reditum Diomedis ab interitu Meleagri,nec gemino bellum Troianum orditur ab ovo;semper ad eventum festinat et in medias resnon secus ac notas auditorem rapit, et quaedesperat tractata nitescere posse relinquit. -Horace December's almost-predictable roller-coaster ride leads me to a beautiful #abundance of creative ideas and promised into 2021. The quarantining process brings with it a shift … Continue reading Irresistible Middle Ground
Irresistible Day

Dæg byþ drihtnes sond, deore mannum, mære metodes leoht, myrgþ and tohiht eadgum and earmum, eallum brice. The Anglo-Saxon Rune poem We are almost 16 weeks into this 2020 edition of a Covid school year; school is still more about adrenaline than passion. As drive myself through adrenal fatigue and increasing #pain cycles, there is … Continue reading Irresistible Day
A Can of Worms and Other Rituals
It's been tough going back to school. Dealing with my own fractured energy is hard enough, but suddenly I've been thrust into everything else, a day-to-day chaos which teachers must shape into learning in a not so brave new world. And it requires hours of reading and conceptualizing and creating and time! And the consequences … Continue reading A Can of Worms and Other Rituals
αἴκα
If there's one thing I've learned from 2020, it would be that if I put conditions on things, I get nowhere. First my own conditions crumbled (this was pre-Covid, but just barely), followed quickly by conditions of survival, and still lingering today, conditions of how to move in this new world. I learned how to … Continue reading αἴκα
I hear them all
https://youtu.be/yR-1v-Si7bs I hear them all. The voices of my students past and present echo in this circus stripped from the natural place where learning should go into the words of best practices and waivers and emails, and wait! don't move from your computer (like that's healthy), and here's a 100 page document to read yesterday, … Continue reading I hear them all
Of elephants and lions and little birds
When great souls die,the air around us becomeslight, rare, sterile.We breathe, briefly.Our eyes, briefly,see with a hurtful clarity.Our memory, suddenly sharpened,examines, gnaws on kind wordsunsaid, promised walksnever taken.Maya Angelou, "When Great Trees Fall" excerpt For days now, I've hobbled around, tears falling on every inch of our yard and house, crying with great fury and … Continue reading Of elephants and lions and little birds
One word brings another
Εκ λόγου άλλος εκβαίνει λόγοςEuripides (from The Women of Troy) With the publishing of my husband's 3rd book, The Complete Orlando, Florida, Civil Rights Movement: Cooperation, Communication, and Reflections, 1951-1971, the current state of affair has required much discussion. We tread lightly, Fred and I, around the news of the day and work. Time together … Continue reading One word brings another
la bella Simonetta
"Here in this vague green valleylamb and lion, love and war are unitedby indifference equally to these babies and to each other."Rachel Hadas on Botticelli's "Venus and Mars" Even as the lazy, yet fruitful, days of summer collide into the chaos of back-to-school unknowns and vagaries of the news, not totally unlike our … Continue reading la bella Simonetta