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transitions. becoming.

There are balances and harmonies always shifting, always necessary to maintain…It is a matter of transitions, you see; the changing, the becoming must be cared for closely (Leslie Silko, Ceremony). Several people important in my life are approaching a pending change of some sort in their lives. From graduation to relocation to job searches to new relationships, they all are experiencing what some might call growing pains–even if they don’t know it. But their bodies know it, their souls know it, their cycles and rhythms know it. Because deep in their beings, in our beings, is the innate sensitivity to transition–the incessant perception of the Read More

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the art of the question

As a classroom teacher who believes in rigorous, critical thinking in a student-centered classroom, questions are my lifeline. They birth life in my relationships with students, classroom management, learning, and teacher reflection; they birth growth. Questions are warm invitations, written with elegant calligraphy, welcoming students into a relationship built on mutual trust, respect, and care rather than an externally-mandated, punishment-based power hierarchy. Are you ok today? That behavior came out of nowhere? What’s going on? Questions are the echoing slam of a door in a innocent but misguided face, closing off the entrance to poor choices and hurtful voices. Is that Read More

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But I didn’t take the test.

“Ultimately, my point is this: as a teacher, I know the real purpose of education: to produce critical thinkers who have the capacity to not only question the status quo, but to change it. At least, that’s the purpose of education in my mind.”

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But I didn't take the test.

“Ultimately, my point is this: as a teacher, I know the real purpose of education: to produce critical thinkers who have the capacity to not only question the status quo, but to change it. At least, that’s the purpose of education in my mind.”

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the silent heartbeat

When I was young, innocent, and embarrassingly naive, I would sit in disgust and judgment at the older couples who would slide into a booth nearby, look over the menus briefly, interact politely with the waitstaff, and then promptly fall into a silence so loud I’m afraid the bus boys couldn’t gossip over it. And I thought, with my chin high and my experience low, I’ll never be like that. I’ll always have interesting and profound conversation to carry with my future-husband-to-be, precisely punctuated with flirty giggles. I’ll always look at him with my chin tipped ever so gently downward Read More

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go ahead, ask.

We cover our deep ignorance with words, but we are ashamed to wonder, we are afraid to whisper “mystery” (Tozer). Faith has been reduced to a comfortable system of beliefs about God instead of an uncomfortable encounter with God (Yaconelli). As a classroom teacher, I know the power of questions. As a Christian, I have been subtly programmed to question the consequences of questions. I recognize as a teacher questioning shifts the power paradigm in my classroom…and I welcome that. I worry that in other arenas, such as faith, this shift in the power paradigm is not so accepted. But Read More

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when saying no is saying yes

After 75 minutes of delicious, sweaty hot yoga, our instructor cued us to bring our hands to third-eye center and bow forward. This is the way class is usually closed. However today, this instructor took it to another level: This is the greatest act of submission–the head bowing to the heart, saying you are greater than me. Well that’ll get ya thinking. And it did. And those thoughts came full circle to a blog a childhood friend’s husband posted this last week on prioritizing student needs. I fully support the conviction and paradigm of student-centered teaching. My relationships with my Read More

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my valentine

Irregardless of Hallmark’s imposition and/or your take on a commercial holiday, today is a day to celebrate love. Isn’t every day? So today, I celebrate my valentine, Dave. His day consisted of what his life does: selflessly and generously taking care of other people. He is surprising his mom for her birthday (also today) by showing up at her door in Illinois tomorrow morning for a quick weekend visit. Before he left our home, he picked up. He also spent the day working on my computer, trying to fix the turtle-speed Internet which has been driving me up the wall (and Read More

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forgive. rewrite.

Forgiveness (noun): The act of rewriting a story My mother-in-law is more than a mother-in-law to me…she is just Mom. And my day began today in deep and inspiring conversation with her, conversation which fed my soul. She related to me how my relationship with my Mom inspired her in her relationship with her Mom. All the stories I share and memories I treasure prompted her to look for those memories and moments with her mother. Which is no small feat. My mother-in-law grew up in a traumatic childhood, which though not directly created by her mother was definitely deepened Read More