I will post once more in a few minutes, but Gary says it best what I feel. It is time to take a break and rejuvenate. I thank each of you for following and sharing along the way.
Monthly Archives: December 2012
I will break for Christmas tomorrow (Saturday) and return December 27, 2012. It is an extended Sabbath. I find a few days away from the digital world creates a quieter space. I began to think about this even though I will post one more time before the break. I looked in a bit today and realized there is a need to replenish the spiritual and creative elements.
I step away–
Ease into a low-tech space;
A mindful practice
Emerge from frenetic hibernation,
I run yet stand still–
Deplete the spirit
A spacious sanctuary.
My experience is a little different and pales in comparison, but the message is simple. What can I change and not change? This is fundamental. This morning I was vibrating after I read a post by a person who has never taught and is blogging about what we should or should not do in classrooms and schools. Superficially, it all sounds good and, if I did not know him, I would say what a wonderful educator. As I read the Serenity Prayer, I realized I can only change what I can change and it starts with me.
As I drove to work this morning, I reflected on the comments shared on the post I Dwell in Possibility. The car is a tough place to write and I hurriedly got into the classroom and pulled my notebook out. I sat with the reflections during the day as they bubbled near the surface. Writing poetry is a space I needed and find comfort in as the school year unfolded. I find solace in the poetry and the unlikely moments it beckons.
in unlikely moments,
pulls me to her side–
she is a different lover–
no carnal, siren calls,
a modest, unobtrusive presence,
a compassionate companion whispers,
come hither friend–
here, realize refuge–
close your eyes
open your heart
discern an inaudible voice
ask, what moves the soul
animates a weary spirit,
urges the writer on,
words find paper.
Emily Dickinson wrote this beautiful poem. With questions, I dwell in possibility. Poetry calls gently to me, leaves a space that I can peer into, and observe that which moves my soul. Without questions, there would be no answers and no certainty. That seems odd and paradoxical, but seems very real to me. Questions allow me real faith and a belief in those things I cannot touch. They are there and I know they are.
I dwell in Possibility–
A fairer House than Prose–
More numerous of Windows–
Of Chambers as the Cedars–
Impregnable of Eye–
And for an Everlasting Roof
The Gambrels of the Sky–
Of Visitors–the fairest–
The spreading wide my narrow Hands
To gather Paradise–
Bill wrote this for the people at Sandy Hook. I think it applies to each of us at times when we feel down and out. Allow our self to be.
“Allow yourself to dream,
And when you do dream big
Allow yourself to learn
And when you do learn all you can
Allow yourself to laugh
And when you do share your laughter
Allow yourself to set goals
And when you do reward yourself as you move forward
Allow yourself to be determined
And when you do you will find you will succeed
Allow yourself to believe in yourself
And when you do you will find self-confidence
Allow yourself to lend a helping hand
And when you do a hand will help you.
Allow yourself relaxation
And when you do you will find new ideas.
Allow yourself love
And when you do you will find love in return
Allow yourself to be happy
And when you do you will influence others around you.
Allow yourself to be positive
And when you do life will get easier.”
~ Catherine Pulsifer