I love the windowof zoominto the homesof my First grade studentslearning the short e soundand how to count by twos. Some quiet and tidy,parents standingready to help,kids eating blueberry muffins.A girl getting up to dance wildlyto the Days of the Week song Some kids workingwith baby brothers cryingtoddling over to their ipadstouching their screens SoContinue reading “Zoom Teacher”
Brené Brown says,We cultivate love, when we allow our most vulnerable and powerful selves to be deeply seenand known, and when we honorthe spiritual connectionthat growsfrom that offering with trust, respect, kindness and affection. She says,We can only love others as much as we love ourselves. So, I’m going to try to love all of me,to love the lines on my faceand, also, to love my dreamsContinue reading “To Love Myself”
The space suited nurselodged a booger in my brainwith a white, Q, tip. Blow your nose, she had said, but…I hadn’t blown hard (enough).
“Keep your eyes open,” Dogen, a 13th century priest, instructs. “Wash the rice thoroughly, put it in the pot, light the fire, and cook it.”The pot is your head, he says,the water, your lifeblood. Outside the school I stood, a teacher, in my yellow crossing guard vestholding a bright redstop sign You can’t pick him up there, I called to the mom withContinue reading “Zen”
When people think of zen images, they think of calm, clutter free, soothing spaces. That is not me. I am messy and hurried. I leave a flurry of lights on and opened cabinet drawers behind me after each activity. But I practice something different. At my zen center we call it “work practice.” But myContinue reading “Caretaking Practice”
October 2, 2020 The President was taken to the Presidential suiteat Walter Reed Hospitalon the same dayas I raided my housefor food. (Thinking I have so much food, rummaging through the vegetable drawer in my fridgefinding organic, pre-washed baby carrots, slimy, from sitting, uneaten.) to put outsideof the trailerof the mom whose hair is alwaysneatlyContinue reading “On the Same Day”