Meet Pearl, the third of my grandcats. Why can't they stay little forever? It should be noted that I never imagined myself that person who admitted to having grandcats, but here we are...lol.
My dog sitting gig with the lovable and laughable Miss Curly is over, since her family of boys come home this evening from their trip to Florida. I know she'll be over the moon. I'll miss her tail therapy and walking wisdom, for sure.
I hoped we'd made a new friend on our walk today. Alas, Curly doesn't want new friends.
I find myself craving a good, long, five or six mile trail walk starting at sunrise. Not quite sure why--Aries in Taurus, perhaps? Or the full grand conjunction in my sign? Impossible to know. I think most of it stems from needing, longing, and wanting to be doing something different with my life (Uranus in Taurus, y'all...) and not knowing exactly what.
Today's 3-mile trek on the Camp Chase Trail had an ethereal edge, thanks to the thick blanket of fog that settled in overnight. Don't worry, we're just doing three miles. The furthest I've done (walking, anyway) is six, one way. One of these days I'll make one of those other markers. Just not today. This …
So much to do, say, tell you about, over these last 48 hours, but to be honest, I am too emotionally drained to form much of a narrative with all the important details. I didn't want to let the day go by, however, without stating that I am absolutely finished teaching.
And when that final dismissal bell rings
two roads diverge at The Wood1
take the one less traveled by...
So wild to think back to my first few years and how I craved having my own classroom, after two years spent subbing, and two years spent teaching in a janitor's closet. Yes, I had a janitor's closet for my first two years teaching high school, with 10-12 high school kids trying to fit in a room the size of a household bathroom because...
I've been immersed in the experience of being a student on Zoom instead of the teacher, and learning that it is possible for beautiful things to happen there despite the digital divide. With the right teacher and the right energy, my assumptions about online learning have dissolved. Makes me wonder what other assumptions need further investigation against the truth of the matter.
DId the Wise Men actually consider looking at Mary and Joseph's Babies-R-Us wish list?
What I do know is that as each day passes, I feel lighter and more human. That's enough for me right now. It's been decades since I've felt this human. I kinda like it.
New friends exist everywhere you look.
I may have started teaching in 1995, but I have never known what it feels like to not have August be my New Year's Eve and the first week of June having a holiday-like vibe. I've had bits of dreams of what it would be like to enjoy a gorgeous, chilly autumn morning outside of the cinder block school walls, or...
Why is patience one of the hardest human states to cultivate? Why is it so easy to disrupt?
As you can see, I'm not yet back in the flow of a daily post, but I'll keep working on it. There's something to the habitual practice of writing even a short blog post each day that has an alchemical reaction to making me more aware of the moment-to-moment spaces in life, so it's a place I like to be. In the meantime, this week has been interesting...