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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On Humility and Grace

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During my early morning walk today, I felt a deep sense of awe looking up the majestic redwood trees growing near my mother’s home. There was a simplistic beauty in the way the rising sun extended its rays between the leaves and branches. The aging crevices of the tree trunks gave the impression that these trees carry a kind of wisdom unknowable to any of us. We’re left to surrender, receive and be grateful. I finished my walk inspired by the trees to write about what it means to be humble.

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Naturally Me

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During my second year of teaching, my 3rd graders arrived at school dressed in new outfits and every hair on their heads combed, brushed, picked, or gelled perfectly into place. I greeted each student at the classroom door with the same question, “Which smile did you bring for Picture Day?” They all humored me, as children gracefully do, with some kind of grin or smirk. However, there was one that arrived in tears. I’ll call her Madeline. It broke my heart to find out that Madeline’s absolute devastation centered on her hair. In her words, it was “too poofy” and “all messed up.” Madeline remained upset all the way up to our scheduled picture time. It didn’t help when the photographer handed her one of those super cheap, super thin, plastic combs (not made for her hair type) so that she can “fix” her hair.

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In a Moment with Daddy

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In the latter parts of my childhood, I was raised in a single parent home. It took many years for me to even wrap my head around that fact about my life. Confirmation came in an effort to make connections with some of my students who were not going home to a father to greet them. I found myself saying, “I’m like you.” However, my father’s presence, attention, and love embraced me so much in the time I had with him that I never really felt he was absent from my life.

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Resuming a Dream

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“It’s not where your dreams take you, it’s where you take your dreams.”

Maya Angelou-poet, author, storyteller, civil rights activist

The idea of becoming a published writer lingered in my mind for a number of years. However, it seemed unrealistic and in some ways self-serving to actually pursue making it happen. You see, writing has always been good for me and to me. Writing provided comfort whenever I poured my joys and struggles onto the pages in my journals. In personal letters, writing offered an opportunity to share my vulnerability with family and friends as I expressed my gratitude, apology, or forgiveness. Writing poetry taught me that words matter and they create art from thoughts and emotions. Like a BFF, taking pen to paper has always been a deeply personal and private relationship I shared with writing…or so I thought.

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