Several years ago I found the delightful poem “The Magic Box” and used it as a springboard to a writing activity for my K-5th graders. They wrote beautiful lines—even my first graders—like I will put in my box…yellow lemonade pouring into a glass and one large green leaf floating on the water…the little red house... Continue Reading →
Dear Friends, On this New Year's Eve Eve, I wanted to share something with you with an eye to 2025. Sharing is both exciting for me and requiring a bit of courage. So, if you choose to take a moment to read this, I will be deeply grateful to you. This past summer, through the... Continue Reading →
I stand at the threshold to acknowledge this everyday sacred space. It is where blacktop gives way to soft dirt and brown pine needles, the din of fast moving cars blends into insect song and the entangled heart and mind gently release. I tilt my face to the highest boughs and spots of peaking blue... Continue Reading →
There are some initially (sometimes quite) uncomfortable truths about grief. Unprocessed emotions don’t go away, they hunker down and live inside of us, stick to our bones and nerves and become a weight we carry around. Rather than hold and support us in times of grieving, society plies us with a plethora of addictions and... Continue Reading →
Transition Recovery Staring at clouds through skylight, studying cracks in plaster, letting the rough aching inside scrub my bones clean while I stay quiet and still. Up out of bed, back down on the couch. Pulsing head and rising sorrow. Scrolling until it starts to feel a bit nauseating. Holding a book but not reading... Continue Reading →
Dear Friends, Would you consider joining me? This has been a year (for non-education folks, I think in school years) of change and risk and learning and excitement and opportunities and loss and travel and heartache. Amidst it all, I completed level 3 of my ecotherapy training which focused on some really tough topics in... Continue Reading →
This first line has been telling itself to me for years. It took complete surrender to my own deep winter to learn to hear the rest. The bones presented themselves to me on a recent winter walk, and I knew the whole piece had arrived. IN A WINTER GARDEN In a winter garden when all... Continue Reading →
*This post was originally written on January 14, 2022 Its my birthday. It’s been a tough day. Work in the current state of things has been exhausting. Yesterday, I finished my 10th day of subbing in a row and those anxiety proboking “Is it allergies or is it Covid?” symptoms that keep cycling through were... Continue Reading →
My dear friend, whose daughter is also a contributor to EMERGENCE, generously gifted me with a hard copy of the book. It prints out so beautifully. I sat in the room full of Christmas lights and quiet after everyone was gone last night and savored the delight of turning pages and revisiting the words and... Continue Reading →
Internal Luminosity 