handwritten on March 24, 2020
30 minutes; YOGA I've been trying my hand at yoga whilst thinking about yoda and his wise sayings. I've tried to convince myself that maybe I'm becoming a bit more reflective or my mind has opened up in a new way when I do my 30 minutes of yoga for the day. For those of you who know me, I love running. And I'm missing my running. I've talked to my husband a lot about this and based on the way things are going, I have found that running around the city is not the best idea right now. So, I've changed my 365 days of clarity with intentions of 30 minute YOGA sessions nightly. It's a great way to start the day or end the day. And it hurts. But it really helps ground myself and find energy in my...
handwritten on March 23, 2020
Probably the most interesting thing about this whole "new routine" and "new life" it seems is finding or trying to find new ways to spark excitement when you cannot see the people you love, the students you love and everything in between. So our virtual morning meetings this week have been focused on wearing our favorite hat, or starting with a show and tell regarding something neat in our home or sharing a favorite snack with the camera or "finding a secret spot." Creativity is at its peak when the world seems to be closing the doors around us. Within you-you must find a way, a new way to keep the doors open. And every seemingly closed door does in fact have a secret passageway. You can...
handwritten on March 22, 2020
3 miles: Walking
My husband and myself went on a fairly long walk today
through the suburban neighborhood that is where I grew up and where my parents still dwell
And I have never seen so many joyful neighbors walking with their families.
Time and time again I have always remaked on how independent the world is.
When I grew up (not super long ago) the neighborhood kids used to get together
and ride bicycles
and play kickball in the summers
and travel to and fro throughout the woods on adventures and mini quests
but many years have passed and I always notice how empty the neighborhood is
until today
because people really do value family time and simplistic walks when that is all you have...
handwritten on March 21, 2020
For whatever reason
I think when we are left to our own thinking sometimes
when the world appears to be cancelled
we enter into this state of nostalgia
or maybe it is just me
but I had this thought of wanting to make calzones this weekend
because I remember traveling to the Big Apple as a kid
and having my first one with my dad's mom
who has sinced passed away
and food is comfort so we traveled to the parent's house
and we made calzones together
and it was lovely stuffing those pockets with flavors of happiness
just like a lot of us were living a life stuffed with activities and things that made us happy
until it seems that the pocket became empty
I thought about that pocket and that...
handwritten on March 20, 2020
As I was reflecting on this past week
and just how strange the world seems right now
I also feel like the world is in a tidal wave of reflection
and because of that constant wave-people are actually
much more silent.
I even find myself running out of words, not so quick to share my ideas
dreams are spilling out of my pores
I guess that tidal wave can be damaging if we let it
be
washing over ourselves so that we become nothing but
worry and doubt
But I also think to that humanity mirrors the outside
When the outside is bustling with people
and you can hear the sidewalks echoing with laughter
Humanity can hear that and we laugh too
And we allow our voices to echo with every step
we make...
