Saturday, April 30, 2022

Spectacular (7 Lines/7 Days #102)

 #108Weeks

April 24-30, 2022

I am keeping up on my reading goals.

I am moving forward on my surging ideas.

I am happily busy and creatively playful.

I am impressed by my learners' growth.

I can see their changes -- at the beginning of the year they didn't even know how to be students. Now they are striving & thriving.

I can feel their involvement.

I can make the last 23 days together spectacular!



Monday, April 25, 2022

53. My Heart Knows the Way

 #66Challenge

 

This poem poured out of me first thing today. It is a revisit of several others I've written for this project.

 

Cut brambles long enough 

sprout after sprout


I have gotten my teaching down to the essence of me

And the lotus will bloom
of its own accord

All this time I did not realize the lotus is me, not some outer creation
 
Already waiting in the clearing
the single image of light
 
I knew it was there all along. How did it get so obscured?
 
The day you see this
that day you will become it
 
"You will know what to do and when to do it"




 

Saturday, April 23, 2022

Playfulness (7 Lines/7 Days #101)

 #108Weeks

April 17-23, 2022




Easter included a lovely brunch with Pam and family at Lexington Country Club.

Every day I pray for our country.

Decided to bring more playfulness to the last 30 days with the kids.

I'm already organizing a plan for next year and using the rest of this year to experiment.

My learners are definitely showing strength and know-how.

Got my first pedicure in months. Felt so good!

Spent Saturday early hours planning poetry activities. 
I'm alive with ideas that are not just useful, 
but PLAYFUL, too!
 

52. Kintsugi (Gold-Filled)

 #66Challenge

 

Written on 4/22/2022, inspired by this line from the poem "Plate" by Al Zolynas:

 My life is simple

and full of surrender 

 


 

I have surrendered to knowing

that the only thing that

works as a teacher is to

teach in a way that works

for me.

Here is where I stand firm.

You want to dictate

to form my ways

to make me feel

like I don't know what

I'm doing.

You broke me once,

    but the gold filled in

    and now I'm strong

    in the weak spot.

Makes life so much simpler, 

to surrender to what God wants me to be:

whole, healed, and free.

51. What We Learned from Lebron

 #66Challenge

 

The kids were mostly surprised to learn the tough childhood Lebron had. It was obviously an inspiration to them.







Saturday, April 16, 2022

50. Creative Writing Club, April Edition (Spine Poem Series)

 #66Challenge

 

In this session, I introduced the idea of SPINE POEMS -- using each word in a line from a poem as starters for the sentences. Three wonderful and dedicated writers showed up, which allowed me to create a series of my own, based on the lines I had pulled.

The lines are in italics. My poem follows. Below are all the titles and poets who wrote these lines.


Crying only a little bit is no use

Crying nearly nonstop that day
only dry eyes when students were present
a cavernous sorrow and pain 
little did I know it was a
bit like the mouth of a river, this
is now so obvious, as I entered and learned to flow,
no loss, only gain, a new path
use(d) to get me to Wild Joy
 
 
The magic of the day is morning
 
The way I experience it
magic happens in those hours
of writing and music and clarity
the earlier the better, sun greeting
day rise, a rise within; it 
is how I survive, a think I cherish
the routine I can't live without
morning practices keep me alive.
 
 
I put a seed into the ground
 
I will always remember when someone
put out the idea I should be a teacher
a surprise I dismissed outright, but a
seed was planted
into my inner self that always knew,
the way just needed illumination, so the
ground could be tread to reach this place.
 
 
if everything happens that can't be done

if I keep going in this direction
everything will fall into place
happens that the right moments twinkle
that I have trained myself to watch for, notice and
can't ignore when I know it's good
be that teacher, I hear a voice say.
done!



***While we wrote, the girls were playing different songs. I liked this artist that Grace chose:




Sources for spine poems:
"Crying" by Galway Kinnell
"Ballad of Morning Streets" by Amiri Baraka
"Tommy" by Gwendolyn Brooks
"if everything that can't be done" by e.e. cummings

Unfolding (7 Lines/7 Days #100)

 #108Weeks

April 10-16, 2022

 

Crystal Bowl Meditation is back, and what a wonderful way to untie all the knots!

Winding down the school year with the goal of giving them the best that I've got.

Put the Three Big Questions (Kylene Beers) in front of my kids when we read about Lebron James. I could hear them THINKING.

My stepson is suffering another bout of cancer. Prayers needed.

We had a good PLC talking about how we can best support monolinguals. We need a lot more sessions like that!

Friday was great--beach walk, lunch with a friend, and a massage.

Came across the word "unfolding" in more than one thing I read. A beautiful and gentle word that prompts a question for spring: What is unfolding for me now?




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