Story of the Day, www.storypeople.com
"...nothing is too much trouble and there is always time." -Abdu'l-Baha. My little corner to explore the things I encounter with life, including faith, love, friendship, service, and striving to be a better person every day.
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Box for the Future
"this is a dress-up box for the future & it's filled with stuff like courage & love & play because they're the only things that are any use at all when you get right down to it."
Saturday, February 20, 2010
Eye to Eye
"Making the transition from graduate student to professor is similar to moving from engaged to married. Everything about you is technically the same, but somehow the formalization makes everything different. It's not that I know more than I did a scant four months before, but my students treat me with respect. No more of that 'where's our real teacher' nonsense that so riddled my experience at Langsdale [graduate school]. In Atlanta, it's all polite smiles and 'okie-dokie, Miss-I-mean-Dr. Weatherall.' "
I definitely have had the "where's our real teacher" from students...
I definitely have had the "where's our real teacher" from students...
Friday, February 19, 2010
Stuck in a whirlwind
I'm still having a hard time processing this week, as it had:
A trip to NEBY that had far too many logistical issues, but two awesome workshops.
Me coming down with a cold, boo.
A visit to the physical therapist, who helped me realize just how little core muscle strength I have after last semester in bed. But she says that we can get me through a whole ballet class with some work!!
An eye exam - turns out I'm near sighted.
Writing my teaching philosophy, which turned out much worse than I thought I did when I finished writing it... plenty of room for improvement and time to do it.
Taking Malcolm back to the SPCA, as he just attacks me far too much and for no reason, followed by awesomely supportive friends, delicious Thai food, and delicious chocolate cake that made me sick (really, was that necessary?).
Starting a little work on my research question that was supposed to take a day (a few weeks later I'm still decipering it).
Picking out glasses, with a rather amusing sales clerk - there were frames of many colors and sizes put on my face. I almost got red ones, because red just makes me happy, but instead went with the "classic" (or Plain Jane as the sales clerk called them) bronzy-copper metal framed ones.
A sick day, full of Olympics, reading, and a walk (to be a good fibro girl).
Saying something that just didn't come out right, and I'm still mulling over how to fix it. I just can't drop it when I've said something that even has the remotest possibility of hurting someone.
Finally realizing the strength that I've developed over the past 5 years.
Plus, I'm loving the new Kelsey Bulkin CD that's out, and so excited about finding the Devon Gundry Refrenergy song.
A trip to NEBY that had far too many logistical issues, but two awesome workshops.
Me coming down with a cold, boo.
A visit to the physical therapist, who helped me realize just how little core muscle strength I have after last semester in bed. But she says that we can get me through a whole ballet class with some work!!
An eye exam - turns out I'm near sighted.
Writing my teaching philosophy, which turned out much worse than I thought I did when I finished writing it... plenty of room for improvement and time to do it.
Taking Malcolm back to the SPCA, as he just attacks me far too much and for no reason, followed by awesomely supportive friends, delicious Thai food, and delicious chocolate cake that made me sick (really, was that necessary?).
Starting a little work on my research question that was supposed to take a day (a few weeks later I'm still decipering it).
Picking out glasses, with a rather amusing sales clerk - there were frames of many colors and sizes put on my face. I almost got red ones, because red just makes me happy, but instead went with the "classic" (or Plain Jane as the sales clerk called them) bronzy-copper metal framed ones.
A sick day, full of Olympics, reading, and a walk (to be a good fibro girl).
Saying something that just didn't come out right, and I'm still mulling over how to fix it. I just can't drop it when I've said something that even has the remotest possibility of hurting someone.
Finally realizing the strength that I've developed over the past 5 years.
Plus, I'm loving the new Kelsey Bulkin CD that's out, and so excited about finding the Devon Gundry Refrenergy song.
Monday, February 15, 2010
Monday, February 01, 2010
Pain .... memories of love
This morning, the pain I'd been ignoring and putting aside for days just refused to be ignored any longer. And so I remembered good times, did yoga, listened to my "healing mix" of prayers and strength-holding songs, lit my candle from my healing ceremony a couple years ago, and it helped.
That day was an awesome day filled with love, care, tears, joy, fun, and lots of hugs. I love remembering it.
That day was an awesome day filled with love, care, tears, joy, fun, and lots of hugs. I love remembering it.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)