My Own Path

I’ve always felt different from those around me.

I don’t quite know what it is,

but there is something  –

It’s not that I feel  I’m better than others,

there is simply something that makes me different.

This has always been true.

I just don’t quite fit in.

Maybe it’s because I spend so much time in

my mind thinking, dreaming, writing, and wondering.

Maybe it’s my endless fascination with words,

or my deep love of nature.

Maybe it’s because I think so much of what

I hear is basically frivolous, while others seem to hang on every word.

But, I think most people take themselves way too seriously.

Even though I’ve always longed to be like others,

at the same time it scares me to think that I could be.

I’ve always longed to be like others, yet I refuse to be.

I’ll continue on my path and see where it leads –

my unfinished business.

When She…

When She…

dreams – it’s as one breathes –  necessary for her survival

takes a breath – she breathes air so sweet it brings tears to her eyes

exhales – she breathes out flowers and sunbeams

reads – she lives in another world

walks – it’s with tenderness so as to do no harm

touches you – it’s with such warmth that you’ll forever be changed

cries – diamonds strike the floor like shattered glass

writes – her heart spills onto paper

laughs – it’s pure music – elixir for her spirit

But, when she loves – it’s with an intensity you’ll feel all the way to your soul…

On being an empath…

Some things I just know –

No one tells me,

I just know.

I know what others are thinking and feeling –

sometimes I know what they’re doing –

It’s there in my mind – uninvited.

It’s there for me to know and later

find is true.

Some born in my mind-

Others born of dreams –

elusive, yet present –

there for an audience of one.

So, June is over and gone…

The time of year that brings anxiety to a teacher’s heart – July. I am a dedicated teacher and lover of language and writing, but once the school year begins, the demanding and unrelenting nature of teaching, takes over my life. In summer, I always vow to do more, be more fun, and not let teaching take over, yet it always seems to. I often describe my job as a merry go round – once the kids arrive, the carousel begins – up and down, round and round – nothing deters it, until the kids leave at the end of the day. Then you must grade papers, get ready for the next day, go to many meetings, meet with parents, and try to fit in all the other things you’d like to do. How do I find the time and energy to do all I’d like to do? You’d think after 25 years, I’d have mastered everything about teaching, but alas, I still struggle with finding time for everything I need and want once the unrelenting year begins. But, I keep moving forward, hoping I’ll do a better job of fitting everything in. Maybe this year…

Hello world!

Nature is alive with all the entertainment I ever need. Sounds, sights, and smells surround me. Scents that can take me back to my childhood in my Grandmother’s garden, playing in the creek behind my house, and then there’s the smell of the river. Complex, yet simple, scents that nourish my soul. Sometimes I need, yes need, to be outside to let nature take me in and heal me.