Bird Droppings November 13, 2014 Looking at a cloud in the darkness I am still warming my hands as this was the coldest morning of the fall to date. I went out to check my wife’s car and off in the pines a great horned owl called. I stood listening for several minutes focusing on…

Bird Droppings November 12, 2014 Today is day one or so I am told Feeling old today now that I working on my sixty sixth year and a cold front coming in, my bones are aching. I remember nearly eight years ago as we got closer to the last day in our old house it…

Bird Droppings November 11, 2014 I am always finding where community exists “I am sitting listening to Allman Brother’s Fillmore East CD on a Tuesday morning half a moon glaring outside. As I drove to school today I had several thoughts streaming through my head. How do two people see the same thing or read…

Bird Droppings November 10, 2014 Gratitude is action as well as words “Humankind has not woven the web of life. We are but one thread within it. Whatever we do to the web, we do to ourselves. All things are bound together. All things connect.” Chief Seattle, 1854 Most mornings I am driving to school…

Bird Droppings November 9, 2014 It is not hard being color blind in a world that only sees black and white It has been nearly forty five years, actually more since I found out I was color blind. I had been in college at West Chester State College for my freshmen year back in 1967.…

Bird Droppings November 7, 2014 Spirituality is it an uncertain certainty? “When you examine the lives of the most influential people who have ever walked among us, you discover one thread that winds through them all. They have been aligned first with their spiritual nature and only then with their physical selves.” Albert Einstein What…

Bird Droppings November 6, 2014 Do we teach or are we taught “The only thing that interferes with my learning is my education.” Albert Einstein So many times when discussing students who are having difficult times an individual teacher’s perspective is all that matters. Recently I was about to thump another teacher in the head…

Bird Droppings November 5, 2014 So many thoughts for one day I believe I was prepared from childhood to discuss this topic. It has been many years since my first introduction to Native Americans. I was three or four years old when I first remember my father’s stories of Little Strong Arm and Black Eagle.…

Bird Droppings November 4, 2014 I wonder why about the art of flying? Once upon a time, that line has started so many stories in my day that perhaps it would be a good way to start today. Many years ago as I drove my kids to school each morning I would spin yarns of…

Bird Dropping November 3, 2014 Why is it hard to think about compassion? Almost two years ago I was quietly sitting in a hotel room in South Carolina it was still dark outside and it was odd not being at school on a Friday. I so seldom miss a day of school. My middle son…