The daily meanderings of a teacher

Tag: Writing

  • For some, creating and writing in a digital world is difficult.

    Bird Droppings January 22, 2025For some, creating and writing in a digital world is difficult. “Experience is not what happens to a man; it is what a man does with what happens to him.” Aldus Huxley In 1965, I was introduced to this author in a tenth-grade English Class. The book Brave New World was…

  • Life and its alternatives become more of an issue as each year goes by

    Bird Droppings January 19, 2025Life and its alternatives become more of an issue as each year goes by Morning has been a special time for me each day, a new beginning. Several aspects make it special. The first one is heading out to chase sunrise and listening to Carlos Nakai’s flute music. It is a…

  • Solitude is within one’s soul and heart.

    Bird Droppings January 6, 2024Solitude is within one’s soul and heart. On most mornings, I venture out to take photos of the sunrise animals I encounter and old buildings I find along the way. I write about synchronicity daily and often comment on the events in my life that are synchronous. This morning, driving in…

  • LIFE and FINALITY

    Bird Droppings January 1, 2024LIFE and FINALITY Morning has been a special time for me each day, a new beginning. Several aspects make it special; the first one is taking pictures of sunrises. Then, I ran some errands and started cooking supper, and then I wrote and read, which became my meditation for the day.…

  • I am just sitting, pondering and thinking about wiping away a tear or two.

    Bird Droppings December 31, 2024 I am just sitting, pondering and thinking about wiping away a tear or two. Sitting here thinking of how to end 2024, and here goes. I was outside very early today to check the air and temperature. In the darkness, I could hear a great horned owl. It seemed there…

  • Telling our grandchildren the stories

    Bird Droppings December 27, 2024Telling our grandchildren the stories “I wanted to give something of my past to my grandson. So, I took him into the woods to a quiet spot. Seated at my feet he listened as I told him of the powers that were given to each creature. He moved not a muscle…

  • A chill in the air but not in the heart

    Bird Droppings December 22, 2024 A chill in the air but not in the heart For several days now, we have been at or below freezing in the early mornings, which totally silences the crickets and tree frogs who need an ambient temperature a bit warmer, maybe high fifties or low sixties. So, for today,…

  • Within the circle of life, infinity exists

    Bird Droppings December 8, 2024 Within the circle of life, infinity exists Resurrection By Susan Thomas Underwood The universe is energy in constant motion. There are ebbs and flows. Outcomes and income, And change…… Always change. The physical world reflects this motion. In the cycles of life, There is spring and fall, winter and summer,…

  • Foxfire is a name for a fungus glowing in the dark until you wander up Black Rock Mountain.

    Bird Droppings December 4, 2024Foxfire is a name for a fungus glowing in the dark until you wander up Black Rock Mountain. A few weeks back, I was involved in another synchronous adventure, as I am daily. I have been thinking about it ever since. I have been a fan of Carl Jung and the idea…

  • t is a new day, a new start, and always day one.

    Bird Droppings November 1, 2024It is a new day, a new start, and always day one. I am feeling old today; now that I am working on my seventh-fifth year of life, a cold front is coming in, and my bones are aching. Yesterday, I was thinking about savoring every minute; today, I am thinking…