March Madness

Sitting next to my husband as the brackets are announced.  I am not a college basketball fan but he is.  Let me take that back.  He is a fanatic.  Resigning myself to the fact that over the next three weeks, he will spend a great deal of time watching it and talking about it and I will understand. Because this is his thing. 

Mother and Daughter and the Race Against Time

Back in the race again,

after a bout with plantar fasciitis

that started after a summer of living in flip flops.

Switching to Naots as I healed, 

until a book and a car door crushed my foot in the fall.

Five months of setbacks and healing. 

But I am back

and glad to be back. 

Taking time 

to take back time.

Running races 

with my daughter,

Setting goals

with my daughter

and sharing experiences

with my daughter.

Grateful to be back in the race against time 

with my daughter. 

Friday nights

Why is it that on Friday nights I want to go to bed as soon as I get home from work? When did my life change?  I used to look forward to going out on Friday nights. It was a release to go out after a week of work. Whether it was a movie, a happy hour, or any other adventure, I was always good to go.  Now my perfect Friday night involves chilling at home with my peeps.  Change is good. 

Book(s) Love

The Gifts of Imperfection

led me to 

I Thought It Was Just Me 

which now is leading me to

Daring Greatly.

Books become a part of your being.

Grateful for having been introduced

to the work of Brene Brown 

for I have work to do. 

Patiently Waiting

The end of the day part of the day

Which is just as hectic as the day.

Running here 

And running there, 

Just wanting to get home 

To start the other part of the day. 

The universe, and my car, has other plans for me, 

As I sit in the parking lot of the grocery store, 

Waiting....

For my coconut fruit bars to melt, 

Waiting...

To be rescued. 

The plan was to go home,  

Take my gratitude walk, 

Make dinner, 

Eat with whoever is home tonight,

And write my slice of life. 

The plan changed.

As I sit in the parking lot of the grocery store, 

I have written my slice of life, 

And am patiently waiting

To post, 

To walk, 

To make, 

And to be rescued.

I think I will have a coconut fruit bar.

Patiently waiting.

Gentle Yoga

"May you find peace in your own silence."

After a day filled with the volume

Of energy and activity that occurs with learning, 

The words filled and refilled my soul.

"May you find peace in your own silence." 

Artist's Statement

As I was planning the next project to undertake with my students, I researched different versions of artist statements.  A prompt that I am going to include as part of the project is "Some of the things I learned while creating it were...".  I think their responses will give me a window into their understanding of the process.   Reflecting on the artist statement has me thinking about how I can personally use it.  When I create my next entry for my illustrated discovery journal, I am going to use the prompt to guide my reflection.  A written reflection is a window that I can see through.