I Can So I Must

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“Judgments prevent us from seeing the good that lies beyond appearances.” –Dr. Wayne Dyer

The fall season has arrived and in our house that means football and wrestling. Over the years, countless evenings have been spent watching our sons practice in their individual sport then cheering them on when it’s time to take the field or hit the mat. Our support for them continues despite the fact that one coaches a high school team that’s a 5-hour drive east from here and the other wrestles at a college that’s a 6-hour drive north. For some it may seem excessive but I humbly learned that everything happens for a reason.

Since September, every weekend has included a road trip which usually leaves me tired on Mondays. And the standard Monday morning question, “How was your weekend?” leads me to explain my long drives on the freeway in order to show support and encouragement for my sons. It’s just simply become a family norm that mom and dad will be there for them no matter what. “Besides,” I would add, “I can so therefore I must.” The way I see it, I am able-bodied and have the resources to enjoy watching my sons pursue their passions.

On one of these road trips, our car was sideswiped by another driver who sped past on the dirt shoulder of the freeway. Thank goodness no one was injured. Though the driver pulled over, his reactions were aggressive and accusatory in the face of clearly making a poor choice. In truth, I was upset and in disbelief that he had the nerve to blame me for his misjudgment.  It took a couple days for me to reach a level of compassion that I know to be the benevolent way to respond. I concluded that he must be carrying some deep seeded traumas that would allow him to react so combatively.

I believe that our negative words and behaviors reflect unresolved traumas within ourselves and rarely have anything to do with the person on the receiving end of the negativity. With this understanding, it felt wrong to continue being upset or even bothered by the other driver’s behavior. I felt grateful that my level of awareness helps me to grow and broaden my perspective. With this awareness, it just doesn’t make sense to be unkind to others. How can you possibly be mean to others knowing that they may be carrying trauma?

If you’ve ever been in an accident, you can’t help but to be even more attentive to other drivers and extra careful with your own driving. So in the following week, I was thankful to have arrived safely at my son’s football game to support his players on Senior Night. Upon entering the stadium, a memorial plaque provided yet another reminder of the dangers of the road. It memorialized a former student and football player at the high school who lost his life in a tragic car accident. He was only 18 years old.

Making our way through the youthful, enthusiastic crowd of students and the proud, watchful parents sporting team colors, my husband and I found our seats at the 50 yard line. As I settled in for kick-off, I caught a glimpse of a player’s mom whom I see at each game that I’ve attended. I notice her because of her many tattoos, striking hairstyle, and attire that seems inappropriate for a high school football game. On this night, I decided not to comment about her to my husband as I had every other time I had seen her. However, I’m pretty sure I rolled my eyes.

With the band playing, the game moved along and it was nearly half-time. I really wanted to visit the concession stand and take a restroom break but decided to wait for the half-time festivities. We watched as seniors from the football team, band, and cheer squad were recognized for the achievements. Walking alongside their parents and siblings, each one represented a promise of a bright future. Then the announcer called our attention to a special presentation at centerfield. He introduced the parents of the young student memorialized on the plaque I had seen earlier. My eyes looked to centerfield to see a mom with many tattoos, a striking hairstyle, and attire that seemed inappropriate for a high school football game.

The same eyes that I had rolled at the sight of this mom just moments before were now flowing tears of compassion. The universe was revealing my shortcomings in a deeply profound way. As she expressed gratitude for the love and support extended to her and her family, I was thinking of how my own words had been preparing me for this moment. She was teaching me that I can so therefore I must. My tears continued to flow as I fully understood that she can no longer use her able-body and resources to watch her son play football and pursue his passion. She was calling me out on my negative judgments of her and my ill-natured perspective of her choices. How could I have been so mean knowing that others may be carrying trauma?

As if this wasn’t enough, the universe was not done with me. I finally began heading to the restroom to now clean my face and get myself together. Just as I got around to the end of the football field, this mom and her husband were exiting the football field right in front of me. It was as if they were lifted and placed directly in my path. Everything happens for a reason. We stood there face to face not two feet apart. I knew that I was in fact being given the opportunity to face my own deficiencies. The silence waited for me to break it. “I was deeply moved by your courageousness and grace.” They both embrace me. He said, “Thank you so much.” She said, “Your words mean more to me than you know.”

Actually, it is she who has absolutely no idea what her words mean to me.

A Pedagogy for Life

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In my profile, I mention the synergy I often experience between my career life and my personal life. The past few weeks proved to be no exception. As an instructional coach in elementary education, my role allows me to engage with teachers about maintaining a growth mindset while working together to ensure our practices maximize student learning. Recently, many of my discussions with my colleagues focused on a process called the CRA Model when teaching mathematics. It’s a practice that takes students from Concrete, to Representational, and then to Abstract ways of thinking in order to develop mathematical reasoning and conceptual understanding. I’ve witnessed the powerful effectiveness of this instructional practice with students and wondered…Can this CRA process help us to reason and conceptually understand life lessons as well?

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Brown Face of Hope

“There is something different about this place where we live now. All people are free to go where they want and do what they can. Book learning swims freely around in my head and I hold it long as I want. I see a man reading a newspaper aloud and all doubt falls away. I have found hope, and it is as brown as me.”  – Excerpt from More Than Anything Else: A Story of Booker T. Washington by Marie Bradby

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When my children started elementary school, I took advantage of the privilege granted to me as a mother who made a choice to suspend working outside of the home for a number of years. I was able to volunteer at the school to support my children academically in the classroom and continue with story time, learning activities, and art projects at home. But it didn’t take long for me to understand that my presence at their school extended farther than the academic support of my own children. This understanding became the foundation for why I chose teaching as a career.

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Bravely Curious

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In a bright and colorful classroom, several toddlers busily moved about from toy to toy with their watchful mothers following close behind to insure safety and protection. Some mothers were able to sit and chat together, still watchful, as their little sons and daughters found activities that kept them in one place for longer than a moment or two. At Stepping Stones, parents, mostly stay-at-home moms, enjoyed the opportunity to be alongside their children in a structured setting while they learned to socialize, play, and follow their curiosities. It was a space of beginnings and hope.

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Village Elders Aren’t on the Internet

“Our ability to create has outreached our ability to use wisely the products of our inventions.” Whitney M. Young, Jr. (1921-1971) Civil rights activist

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In the tradition of many ancient practices and indigenous cultures, our ancestors from all parts of the world turned to the wise for knowledge, information, and problem solving. For example the African storyteller, or griot, ensured the survival of culture and custom through telling both triumphant and disastrous stories of warriors, agriculture, or medicine. It is the way villagers learned when and how to fight, cultivate food, and heal. Today, when we seek insights, or cultural and historical wisdom, we tend to no longer turn to our knowledge keepers. We turn to…the internet. Let’s face it. Our village elders aren’t on the internet.

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The Line Between Self-Love and Egoism

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The journey to embrace self-love and limit my ego continues to bring internal struggles that ultimately lead me to become an enhanced version of myself.  The work it takes to delve deep into the shadows of my past often feels like rummaging through a mountain of mess to find a  key to unlock yet another lesson, a renewed insight, or a universal truth. However, honoring my Self brings on unexpected external challenges as well. Much like a pebble tossed into the center of a calm pond, adjustments of my own thoughts and actions cause the energies in my environment and the people within it to ripple in kind.  And it’s not always as positive as I assume.

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Be Nice

If you have been following along in my blog, you will know that this is the fourth post in a series based on the following quote by Dr. Wayne Dyer: “When you change the way you look at things, the things you look at change.” This will be the final post in this series but certainly not the last of Dr. Dyer’s influence. The implicit challenge of ‘looking at things differently’ urges us to reconsider our previous thoughts and realities. Not always as simple as it sounds. This week I reconsider being nice.

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What is Self Care?

This post is the third in a series highlighting the way Dr. Wayne Dyer’s quote, “When you change the way you look at things, the things you look at change,” has proven to be a natural process of learning and growing in my experiences. I’ve noticed that much of our growth is defined by changing or even shedding our beliefs. Today I reflect on redefining the self.

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5 Things I Learned from My Children

The following post is the second in a series based on Dr. Wayne Dyer’s quote, “When you change the way you look at things, the things you look at change.

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Given the privilege of being a stay-at-home mom for 11 years followed by a continuing career in elementary education, I’ve spent plenty of time with children over the years. Children, without intending to, remind us of the many things we forget as adulthood forces us to conform to social expectations and responsibilities. When I learned to really listen and observe children carefully, I realized that their ways actually aligned closely to what adults come to, or should I say return to, believe are important keys to life. Here are a few things (not all) I have learned from both my own children and my students:

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Sacred Mornings

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“When you change the way you look at things, the things you look at change.” –Wayne Dyer

The first time I came across this maxim from the late Dr. Wayne Dyer, I was initially drawn to the playful interaction of the words. I repeatedly said the words aloud to take in the meaning it conveyed about self-reflection. I understood the value of maintaining a positive outlook and attitude in order to accept the variety of circumstances that we all face in our lives. However, there is much more hidden in these simple words. The depth to its meaning continues to reveal itself in so many ways.  This post will be the first in a series reflecting on how Dyer’s words inspire me to broaden my perspective.

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