Friday, December 12, 2014

In a City


Friday, November 21, 2014

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Tuesday, November 18, 2014

Where Do You See Yourself in Three Years?

There are things that happen in a a day that serendipitously become tied together. Today two such things happened. I was asked when I see myself in three year. Later on, I hear the poem Widening Circles by Rainer Maria Rilke.
 
At this point of transition in my life, I'm not quite sure where I'll be in three years. I'm not freaking out either. I am left asking myself: 'am I a falcon, a storm, or a great song?'. I know that whatever task I'm called to, I'll invest my energies in that. I'm not sure what exactly is on the horizon, but I'm pretty excited for the endless possibilities! At this moment in my life I have created a clearing to fill with remarkable things. Stay tuned for updates!! In the meantime listen to the poem.



I live my life in widening circles
that reach out across the world.
I may not complete this last one
but I give myself to it.

I circle around God, around the primordial tower.
I've been circling for thousands of years
and I still don't know: am I a falcon,
a storm, or a great song?

Book of Hours, I 2

Monday, November 3, 2014

Letting Go & Still Being Alright

My good friend, John, has brought his bike back to Philadelphia from his fiance's beach house in Cape May.  We have been riding around the city on our way to Indian buffet's and Pho joints. John is an avid mountain biker and isn't afraid of getting scrapes and bruises. He bikes with no hands, even on the bumpiest streets. John was surprised I didn't dare to let go of the handlebars.

I have been with my bike for almost five years. I know how she moves, and she knows how I move. We have been zipping around the city for a long time together. My bike is practically
an extension of my own body. Why don't I trust myself to ride with no hands?

 During a ride around the city, I slowed my pace behind John and I let go. I let my hands hover over the grips. Then I allowed my arms to hang by my side. For. Three. Blocks.

I have worked in a place that didn't quite fit for a long while. There have been some ok years, some hellish years, and some meh years. This year was shaping up to be hellish. The work environment was toxic. I would come home crying. My shimmering soul was becoming dull. It took all of my energy to be the sunshine in my own classroom. I refused to show my students how upset I was because of the administration. So, I let go. Two weeks ago I turned in my letter of resignation. It's time for me to move on. I'm not sure what's next, but everything will be alright.

Letting go can be scary. Scary or not, I have always had the strength within me to let go. Mustering up the courage to see the strength was the hard part.

Saturday, September 27, 2014

A Little Sleepy, A Little Dreamy


I'm starting to think this is becoming a music-centric blog. Oh well. I have words coming. Stay tuned folks. Until then, sit back and enjoy indian summer temps with some summery tunes.
XO