Growing with gratitude for life's challenges
Inquiry is a trait teachers hope to instil in students – the ability to not just take for granted that which they have been taught, but the curiosity to question evidence, and to research beyond what is given. Questions form the basis of a reflective life. This week’s challenge was to think about the questions […]
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“Sometimes I just wish I could roll back the years and start over.” “Hard to imagine it. Life would have been very different.” Our what if’s are wistful, laced with regrets. Not that we had any power over what happened – we were only children when decisions that would affect us forever after were made. […]
Read MoreWhat will come from all this suffering? Why do I keep repeating old patterns? Where is this journey taking me? How can I be a better person? When do things get better? A Question by Robert Frost A voice said, Look me in the stars And tell me truly, men of earth, If all the soul-and-body […]
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This blog post almost eluded my attention – the trickster. We’ve had company this week, and are still in the midst of settling, so I lost track of the days, and here it is Sunday already. To be honest, I am happy to done with this challenge and move on to the next. Focusing on […]
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A set of 150 watercolour pencils – a gift from my husband – challenges me to paint. In the busyness of moving, I have let this practice slip, and a number of sketches sit in my portfolio case waiting for me. Inspiration comes from the photos I take. The lone turtle (featured), for instance, begged […]
Read MoreI confess, I frequently personify objects, apologizing to walls that I bump into, asking my iPhone where it got to, and apologizing to the milk I left on the counter, as if they have the capability of feeling bumped, slighted or abandoned. Personification is the practice of imbuing inanimate objects with humane characteristics. It is […]
Read MoreAs a writer, I ponder point of view often, wondering which narrative voice is most effective. For this post’s purpose, first person narrative is called for, however; I tend to favour that option in much of my writing, and yet, I tire of it, as I’m sure readers must. Much of my poetry stems from […]
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I’m on a field trip with several classes of middle school students. We are attending a local theatre to watch a live performance. One boy, in particular, is concerning me. He misbehaves regularly and needs constant monitoring. I rotate between the balcony and the main floor keeping an eye on students and come upon the […]
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I’ll be waiting for you in Heaven, daughter, although the roles we played in life have no bearing here – only souls congregating in spiritual reflection. Still the ties that bound us will be vivid, your mind, no doubt reeling in transition, the turmoil of earthly incarnation still buzzing in emotional swirls. I’ve had the […]
Read MoreWe recently attended a dramatic version of To Kill a Mockingbird in Stratford, Ontario. Written by Harper Lee in the late 1950’s, this has been one of my all time favourite reads. Although some of the language is antiquated and no longer acceptable, the themes of the novel are timeless. Atticus Finch, the patriarch extraordinaire of the […]
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One Woman's Quest II 