Rainy Dawn

Inspired by Joy Harjo's poem of the same name.


This beautiful poem about the birth and naming of her daughter pointed me toward seeing this school year as a butterfly unfolding, so many wings yet to be discovered.

I spent the summer imagining how I would interact with my learners. It is so tempting to fall back into habits--I already have in some ways.

It is a "rainy dawn"--something new that can get drenched in misguided unhappiness and my own resistance.

Our contradictions are the engines of creativity.

Live it.
Breathe it.
Do it.