This fall, the 5th graders had four weeks to explore the Wonder Studio. We showcased things made of duct tape, and I had pictures of different projects on the bulletin board for them to see and get inspired. However, what ended up inspiring them was some orange felt and black socks I had in the sewing space. October was mainly spent teaching a group of girls to sew.
Category: Mindfulness Based Stress Reduction
Revisiting a Young Writer’s Practice
As a child, I loved to write. The pencil was an extension of my hand and mind. I found that all the stories in my head could be released onto beautiful blank white paper. This revelation was exciting to me. I couldn’t wait to jot down my stories. It took me some time to realize that not everyone in the world finds writing fun and adventurous. It wasn’t until I became a teacher that I learned that there are children who have trouble getting their stories down on paper.
Mapping the Imagination
Much of my preparation for writing takes place in action. I walk in the various woods nearby my house, and as I walk, words come into my head and form a description of what I’m seeing. Each step takes on a cadence, and the words sort themselves out into a rhythm.
Secret Escape: Forest Bathing in October
Lately, I’ve taken my camera with me to the woods to record the passing of the seasons and to meditate as I walk. My pace is slow. I scan my surroundings. I listen for the wind, the birds and insects. I came across a charm of goldfinches last week. What a golden treasure they were! I scout out small hidden places. I walk in wonder.
Moving into Autumn
Since the weather has made me sleep in, I finally have time to breathe and relax. I can have a second cup of tea. I can leisurely look at my texts and emails. The cool air makes you yearn for apples, pumpkins, and plum colored sweaters. It is a good morning to move my summer clothes to storage and get out my wool and plaids.
The Serene Art of Forest Bathing
The muted, burnished colors reflected in the mountain pools were so incredibly soothing. They blended together in wavy lines. The trees, the leaves, the water became one, and I wanted to plunge in and cover myself in autumnal splendor. It is in these moments that the real and the imagined join forces and cast a magical energy.
Shifting Focus: From Work to Art
This week, I found the Alie Ward’s podcast “Why Humans Require Hobbies” on her Ologies website. The podcast featured the writer, Julia Holtz, who wrote The Connection Cure, which centers on what matters to you in treating and preventing illnesses. Julia is a salugenologist – simply meaning she studies what makes us healthy. Her book explains the science behind going into nature, what makes you happy, and making time for hobbies. This topic got my attention because I am gradually, and I mean grad…u…al…ly shifting from school being the center of my life to art being the center of my life.
Daily Dose of Joy
I put down my briefcase, sat carefully down on a small chair, and introduced myself to a table of three-year-old girls. I started my teaching career working with three-year-olds. I remember days of play, imagination, and song so fondly.
Art as Gratitude
I hadn’t thought of art as a vehicle for gratitude, but the more I thought about it, the more I realized that it was exactly that – art is a prayer sent out to all calling for peace, beauty, love, all the colors of the rainbow, the rain coming softly down washing everything clean. This weekend, I looked back at some of the photos I’ve taken and suddenly saw prayers of gratitude embedded in their images.
Welcoming Autumn: Home in the Woods
It's not easy settling back in even though I have had a lot of practice! My mind is a jumble, my home is a mess of summer and school paraphernalia, and there are lists upon lists upon list of things to accomplish. It takes at least the first two weeks of September to feel back home in my rightful place. The sacks of apples and displays of assorted pumpkins at the grocery store helps. Autumn is coming, and I can take a deep breath, find an easy rhythm, and enjoy what is unfolding before me.
Word Dancer: Literature, the Arts, & Education 