The bud stands for all things, even for those things that don’t flower, for everything flowers, from within, of self-blessing; though sometimes it is necessary to reteach a thing its loveliness, to put a hand on its brow of the flower and retell it in words and in touch it is lovely until it flowers… Continue reading “Sometimes it is necessary to reteach a thing its loveliness”
I was taking a walk on the beach the other day with a good friend who is not an educator. As I was sharing about exciting things coming up in our new school year, she said something that got me thinking. She said, "You are not like other principals.". "Yes I am," I thought. I… Continue reading Why I Tribe.
My son has more compassion in his little pinky than I have in my whole being. We went to church this morning, which, unfortunately, happens way too infrequently. The sermon was about staying stable and secure in our faith and in ourselves when the storms come. And the storms are coming, they will always come.… Continue reading We need to listen to our babes.