The daily meanderings of a teacher

Bird Droppings October 4, 2018 Silence is the most profound wisdom   I am sitting at least thinking about writing and working on my dissertation, Engaging curriculum through story telling. As I sit pondering on words something that is is what is on my mind right now. I just commented on a Facebook post about…

Bird Droppings October 3, 2018 Seeing puzzle pieces by being patient   Yesterday morning I decided to walk out to my quiet spot along an old stream bed by the house. As I ventured back a feather lay upon the path way. I picked up the feather and proceeded to my spot. I lit some…

Bird Droppings October 2, 2018 Why are we deliberately wrong?   I stopped playing the lottery many nearly two years ago but I will admit that on a previous Saturday night with a Powerball jackpot of only about one hundred fifty million dollars I was pondering retiring if I bought a ticket and won. I…

Bird Droppings October 1, 2018 Is the seat of the soul in the heart or mind?   I believe I was prepared from childhood to discuss this topic. It has been many years since my first introduction to Native Peoples. I was three or four years old when I first remember my father’s stories of…

Bird Droppings September 26, 2018 Solitude is within ones soul and heart   “No person, standing before this mystery, has the wisdom or the knowledge to see across the curtain. But for those who stand before their dead with aching hearts and tear filled eyes, one affirmation endures..one truth remains…and one light shines clear. Where…

Bird Droppings September 24, 2018 Hey what about routines?   We are all creatures of habit and routines. It has been quite a few years ago that my wife called to me in the wee hours of the morning as I was starting to write, our youngest son was sick. A virus had struck hard…

September 21, 2018 Do we need a bit more soul?   “Soul is different from spirit; the deep soul is the way we live every day, our longings and our fears.” Thomas Moore   It has been nearly twenty years since I first read The Care of the Soul, by Thomas Moore. I picked up…

Bird Droppings September 19, 2018 Who else would have thought of a buffalo snort in the dark?   I measure my days in profound moments, or I should say it feels that way sometimes. My day started yesterday with a couple texts back and forth from someone I had not talked to in Forty five…