The daily meanderings of a teacher

Bird Droppings September 5, 2018 Looking for the right words in a new morning   “The place to improve the world is first in one’s own heart and head and hands.” Robert M. Pirsig, American author   Whether it is trying to offer a few words of condolence to friends whose loved one has passed…

Bird Droppings August 31, 2018 Sometimes history is a teacher and for others only a memory The anniversary of a day that will be a scar on our nation’s history is soon upon us.  On September 15, 1963 an explosion tore through the African-American 16th Street Baptist Church in Birmingham, Alabama, it was a Sunday.…

Bird Droppings August 29, 2018 I am told, there is a reason.   “The purpose of life is a life of purpose.” Robert Byrne I have often wondered about this thought as have so many before me and will after I am gone. Philosophers wonder and wise men ponder, is there purpose, a reason for…

Bird Droppings August 28, 2018 Culture is far more than just a word   “Silence was meaningful with the Lakota, and granting a space of silence before talking was done in the practice of true politeness and regardful of the rule that thought comes before speech. In the midst of sorrow, sickness, death or misfortune…

Bird Droppings August 25, 2018 Can we make a difference?   I walked out last night to a near full moon it was warm and with the high humidity which has become the norm making it seem even warmer. However, between the clouds I did see a jet stream that was perfectly in line with…

Bird Droppings August 23, 2018 Why do more?   “Choices are sacred to life’s journey. They lie along the path that all of us must follow for ourselves. An important Cherokee lesson is that if you involve yourself in any decision, you also experience the consequences of that decision.” Dr. J.T. Garrett, Meditations with the…

Bird Droppings August 22, 2018 How capable do we need to be?   What a contrast to only a few weeks ago as the sun was shining and the moon was full as I went out in the wee hours with a crystal clear sky. There was a gentle wind blowing, wind chimes ringing peacefully…

Bird Droppings August 19, 2018 A chilly wet morning, it is still hard to kiss a frog.   It is was a bit chilly and wet here in northeast Georgia with nighttime temperatures hanging in the low sixties. An inch plus of rain yesterday evening. However a rumor persists of a nice week hanging out…

Bird Droppings August 17, 2018 Finding the right spot for the puzzle pieces   “In order to learn the nature of the myriad things, you must know that although they may look round or square, the other features of oceans and mountains are infinite in variety; whole worlds are there. It is so not only…

Bird Droppings August 15, 2018 Who would have thought of a buffalo snort in the dark?   “Life is no brief candle to me. It is a sort of splendid torch which I have got a hold of for           the moment, and I want to make it burn as brightly as possible before handing…