The daily meanderings of a teacher

Tag: Love

  • Beginning from the end, searching for our value in life

    Bird Droppings August 6. 2025Beginning from the end, searching for our value in life “When we can no longer change a situation, we are challenged to change ourselves.” Victor Frankl I have been attempting to find a part-time position this year. I have interviewed, and granted, I can overwhelm some people. I received a couple…

  • The impact of synchronicity, or perhaps you could say, in my life, the saga of synchronicity

    Bird Droppings July 24, 2025The impact of synchronicity, or perhaps you could say, in my life, the saga of synchronicity I’m sitting in my backyard beside my medicine circle. We’ve got two wind chimes, and every once in a while, the chimes will sound as the breeze picks up. I just walked through my yard…

  • Pondering and thinking, wiping away a tear or two

    Bird Droppings July 22, 2025 Pondering and thinking, wiping away a tear or two I was outside very early today, doing my laps in the pool as a great horned owl was irritating my dog, keeping him up. It seems it was more than one, as several were calling back and forth in an eerie…

  • Isn’t every day a good day?

    Bird Droppings July 1, 2025Isn’t every day a good day? Recently, I had the great privilege of spending time with some dear friends. These are people I have known for many years. Over the past few weeks, I have driven nearly two thousand miles on various, always exciting excursions. There were several trips to Athens…

  • Teaching and or 2.7 seconds on a bull named Fu Manchu

    Bird Droppings June 16, 2022Teaching and or 2.7 seconds on a bull named Fu Manchu After returning from taking pictures, I walked into the house after running a few errands and sat down to write. I will assume retirement will not be as tense and hectic as my first day teaching high school on September…

  • Bird Droppings May 26, 2025 My two dads are always on my mind and in my heart I was standing outside on this moonless night, gazing at the clouds sliding quietly in the night. A chorus of tree frogs and crickets kept me company in the dark. It’s coming up to summer, and the ambient…

  • Bird Droppings May 24, 2025 To die a happy death: I taught high school for nearly twenty years, and after summer break, another year ahead, hopefully doing some part-time work. I am starting my writing day a bit later than normal since we had grandbabies over and I am plum tuckered out. Over the past…

  • Bird Droppings May 17, 2025 Is there a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow? “Most folks are about as happy as they make up their minds to be.” Abraham Lincoln Perhaps some people are inherently grouchy in the scheme of things; in Lincoln’s view, they want to be grouchy. Sitting here pondering…

  • Being reborn is simply listening with the heart

    Bird Droppings May 14, 2025 Being reborn is simply listening with the heart So often in life, we hear words and rationalize those utterances, develop an opinion, and then logically state a response. I was sitting in a meeting after talking with my principal about next year, and being a retired part-timer, I am sort…

  • Hunting for the right words on a spring morning

    Bird Droppings April 28, 2025Hunting for the right words on a spring morning “The place to improve the world is first in one’s own heart, head, and hands.” Robert M. Pirsig, American author Whether we are trying to offer a few words of condolence to friends whose loved ones have passed away or trying to…