We have endured two days of rain and have more in the forecast for tonight.
rain falls with no end in sight
but you say, it helps the grass grow
wet shoes, wet pants, wet bag, wet hair
but you say, this too shall pass
clouds hang overhead with no hint of brightness
but you say, there is sunshine in your heart
the wind is wicked and ruthless and angry
but you say, gentle days are ahead
the cycle of spring involves extremes
one can't exist without the other
one causes you to appreciate the other
I saw him walking down the hall to throw his breakfast bag away.
“Hey, there Mr. Sam!” Sam and I had spent some time together recently working through some reading assessments and putting together a plan for a daily intervention.
“Are you going to pull me today?“ he asked. His bright blue eyes and long eyelashes pleaded with me.
“No, today, but maybe soon,” I replied trying to give him the illusion that it was possible.
He gave me a hopeful look. I sighed silently knowing my day was booked, and the next few days were equally as hectic.
Unfortunately, much of my work with students is for short periods of time, and then I must move on to the next project. I don’t have the heart the tell them we won’t work together again, so I string them along with maybes, not todays, and hopefully soons.
Maybe soon can be tomorrow with Sam. I could stop by and spend 5 minutes with him to check his progress. It would make both of our hearts happy!
Every Wednesday, after dinner I grab my iphone and earbuds, eager to hear the latest drop of Gretchen Rubins’ podcast “Happier.” I prepare the dog with her collar, leash, and not one, but two poop bags. Our walk around the block is usually about the right amount of time to catch the full podcast.
Every Wednesday, I learn happiness hacks, hear interesting interviews with authors, listen to try this at home tips, and get book recommendations. I feel like I know Gretchen and her sister, Elizabeth, through their casual tone and fun banter during the show.
Every Wednesday, at the end of the podcast, Gretchen always says, “You know what’s coming next…If you like our show, tell a friend; and even better yet, rate and review it where you listen to your favorite podcasts.”
Every Wednesday, I feel a little twinge of guilt. I listen to them every week. I’ve been listening to them for over 3 years. I need to take the time to rate and review their show. I’m always telling others about it, now I need go one step further.
Now… Every Wednesday, I will be able to listen guilt free, knowing I’ve rated and reviewed The Happier Podcast.
The forcast looked like rain the whole day. We had a decision to make. Pack up and head home a day early, or stick it out and hope for a bit of dry weather.
We chose to stay. Even if it rained all day, we had books to read, basketball to watch, and computers to connect us to the school week ahead.
We lucked out with a few rain free hours in the morning to be outside. Walking, hot tubbing, and reading in the wind and clouds. I was scrolling Twitter with my headphones in preparing to listen to a podcast when I came across this tweet.
For the last two years, listening to Penny and Kelly has been a bright spot in my spring. They talk everything reading and writing throughout 30 conversations together. Sometimes they have guests, sometimes they let us take a peek into their notebooks, and sometimes they share what they are reading. Their conversations are always so rich; so relevant and so meaningful. I feel uplifted and hopeful after listening to them.
I immediately clicked on the padlet link and the YouTube video. After listening, I quickly added two books to my “Want to Read” list on Goodreads. I imagine I’ll be adding many more over the next 29 conversations.
On March 12th, Leigh Anne Eck invited us all to a “Slicer Party.” If you lost your invitation, here it is. You have until March 31st to join, so don’t delay.
At the end of a long dusty road is our writing cabin. It is tucked into the woods surrounded by mountains with a gurgling stream at the edge of the property. There are rocking chairs on the porch that invite you to sit, think, and compose while gazing at the beauty of nature all around.
I’ve packed my favorite tools for this retreat–my moleskin notebook (actually several), my Papermate 0.7mm mechanical pencils, and some lead refills. I have my Dell Chromebook ready to transfer some pieces crafted on smooth lined paper into my blog to share with others.
I will have an ample supply of Starbucks Pike Place ground coffee (not K cups–but that’s a different story), my Ninja coffeemaker, and some half and half. My mornings will start with two cups of coffee sipped slowly as my thoughts simmer. My afternoons will contain another cup of coffee along with a sweet pastry item like a blueberry muffin or a lemon loaf. Fuel for my writing.
I will be inspired by Mary Oliver’s words: Instructions for living a life. Pay attention. Be astonished. Tell about it.”
we flock to you
for a reset;
a rinse cycle for the soul
your rhythmic motion
strains out the winter blues
from the darkest corners of our being
your power is evident
as a storm rolls in
tumultuous, just as life can be
knowing that the next morning
your calming movement returns
a comforting reminder
of the days of ease ahead
when we bid farewell
your even pulse will remain in our spirit
we are satisfied
a renewal has occurred
we are primed for the forthcoming season
of green growth and emergence of new life
This is my third year participating in the Slice of Life Challenge. When Leigh Anne Eck, from A Day in the Life, convinced me to give this a try, (Thank you Leigh Anne!) my first obstacle was creating a blog. Writing everyday for an entire month was one thing, but creating a blog to share my writing was a whole new challenge. I felt so much pressure. What to name my blog? What would the url be? My username? Lots of big decisions for something that might be around for a long time. If you knew the turmoil I endure buying a new couch, you would understand this was very similar. Finally, I just had to take the plunge and realize I was just starting out. It didn’t have to be perfect. I could change and revise things when I’m ready.
Well, three years later, and my blog looks the same. It serves the purpose of sharing my SOL posts, but not much more. Last month, I even signed up for a virtual help session with WordPress, but had to cancel when my day got crazy.
I’ve spend a majority of my reading/commenting time in the #SOL22 challenge noticing the layout of slicer’s blogs. Many have stuck out to me but, unfortunately, I didn’t bookmark them or write them down. Here are a few of the ones I did make a note of…
Caitlin’s layout stopped me in my tracks. I explored all the sections of love always, caitlin. Everything from her Mary Oliver quote to her Meet Caitlin section; I just loved it all!
The Book Dragon, Saba T. Siddiqui, has sections with drop down arrows. Talk about organized. I love this! I also really like her Goodreads running down the side. I’ve seen this with Twitter, also.
So, I’m seeking advice. What are your best layout tips? How do you create a blog that works for sharing multiple things…book recommendations, SOL, teaching tips, etc. Please feel free to share a link to your blog in the comments, so I can check it out and learn from you!
I pedaled faster. I didn’t realized it would take this long to get to the location for beach yoga. The yoga mat in my cross body bag bounced up and down as my leg pushed down on the pedals. Finally, I arrived. I rode up and down the boardwalk, but didn’t see anyone set up for yoga. Carrying my bike down the stairs, I parked it in the area where the yoga class was held two years ago, right before the world shut down.
As I walked around, I came across a middle aged mother with her teenage daughter. “Are you looking for the yoga class?” I asked. They nodded their heads explaining they had never been before but were excited to try it. An older woman, aged by the sun, came out from a picnic bench. “Are you lost?” she questioned. I spelled out the situation to her. She had not been in the area lately and wasn’t sure if they were still doing beach yoga. “You both know how to do it, right? she questioned. “Why don’t you just do it together?”
My heart skipped a beat. I am currently going through yoga teacher training. Our instructors are constantly encouraging us to find some willing participants and practice our cuing. This would be the perfect opportunity to practice what I’ve learned so far. I offered to the mother and her daughter that I would be willing to share what I was learning with them and run through a yoga sequence together. They were both eager. We introduced ourselves and headed out to the beach.
We carried our towels out into the sand and spread out facing the ocean. Lori, Emery, and I settled in and began moving and breathing in unison. I led them through about a half hour of poses. When we finished, Lori offered to share some stretches she runs her soccer players through. It was a great joint effort!
It wasn’t the yoga class I was expecting this morning, but it was a beautiful practice with new found friends.