I’m an Art teacher. That’s such an amazing, thrilling thing to be able to say. Up to now, I have taught art classes and projects to children and adults. I … Continue reading Arrival.
Tag: screaming into the void
Progress.
Today was a day of several firsts. It was my daughter’s first day of pre-K. (She had a great day!) It was my first time teaching Art class. That is, … Continue reading Progress.
Staying present.
I’m having a, “I CAN’T KEEP CALM, I’M A TEACHER AND SEPTEMBER STARTS TOMORROW!” sort of moment. It’s been a hell of a week, this week of constant meetings and … Continue reading Staying present.
Eat the frog.
(*No frogs were harmed in the writing of this blog post.*) In my most recent therapy session, I was lamenting to my therapist the list of chores I needed to … Continue reading Eat the frog.
Quasimodo.
Today was one of those days where I felt short-tempered and irritable and emotionally wrung out. I was bitchy at others when I knew that the real source of my … Continue reading Quasimodo.
Dandelions.
I love dandelions. My husband does not. He’s a lawn mowing enthusiast and, to him, dandelions are nothing more than pesky weeds that warrant expedient removal. He tells me they’re … Continue reading Dandelions.
Gravity on Mercury.
We are all just stardustStrewn across the galaxy.I can’t be crushed by the weightOf your expectationsLike the atmosphere on Venus.It’s enough to bear these cratersOn the surface of my soulFrom … Continue reading Gravity on Mercury.
Enjoy the peace.
I’m having another one of Those moments, Sitting in the serenity Of my backyard At quiet evening, With the sun shining, The birds singing, The grass and trees lush, The … Continue reading Enjoy the peace.
Lost.
When all is dark, and reality feels like little more than tendrils of smoke. When your deepest trauma is a locked box inside the locked box. When your deepest trauma … Continue reading Lost.
Rip Van Winkle.
“Pinch me, pinch me, cause I’m still asleep. Please God tell me that I’m still asleep…” —Pinch Me by Barenaked Ladies I’ve joked from time to time, when feeling especially … Continue reading Rip Van Winkle.
Journeys in the Dark 