Dark Side of the Moon  I’m teaching a unit on the moon in Science.  I taught History last year.  I don’t think I would have made it through this time around the sun.  So, I’m grateful.  I play the Artemis II footage.  We saw the dark side of the moon so clearly!  The crew, before signing out, told us they love us.  There’s still good here and I can confidently see it and share it.  I am brought to tears over strangers, who are not strangers at all,  sharing their love of huma

You were born in both love and blood.  I will do all that I can to show you love To be love  To act like love  To know love for myself  So you can know it without question   I wear your birthstone, your favorite color  I wear daddy’s too  I wear my own  To remind me of love when I forget  In this life, one that breaks you slowly  One full of false care and masked truths      The blood can cloud.   For you,  I remember the blood  I know that, although it comes with hurt someti

I can’t write this later. I won’t wait until the horror is diluted  by the next inevitable atrocity.  Someone wrote,  “Her cries on the sidewalk have altered me” Another said their young son needed them in the middle of the night.  They imagined Good’s 6 year old boy needing his mom.    I closed my classroom door today to cry in silence before my kids came back.  Miles woke up in a night terror last night, too. I slept in his bed so he could feel safe.   We are not safe.  But

A bird shit on me today. So, I figured it was time to write again. I just don’t know if I have much of anything new to say, really. I do...

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I deeply admire her. I couldn’t put my finger on what it was,  specifically, for too long.  Then I noticed in silence. Intentional,...

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Where do I want to start with this one? I think, maybe by settling into my body first. I tend to find my way best when I take time to...

Today I sat to do a meditation. Well, I laid down to do a mediation. Miles won’t let me sit during the day. He likes you to be on your...

A Mantra I. Love.The. Ocean. Like Oprah loves bread. Well, maybe I just love the beach. Whenever Justin and I discuss taking a vacation,...

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I’ve been dealing with pain in my right shoulder. I can’t remember any injuries to this area, and I assumed that it has to do with...

Reflection: I put this post up yesterday. It was my least successful post. Generally, I will have the most views within a few hours of...

I bought a set of noise canceling headphones. Well, Justin bought them for me. They’re awesome. Anyway, these headphones have helped...

It’s taken me a while to get to the point where I wanted to write for others again. I’ve been trying to get away from a need to over...