Thursday, July 29, 2010

Eat carrots and chill baby

Hmmm, I see a need for me to be working on these today and for many days to come.
I had a strong "cross my fingers and hold my breath" urge today as I read that tonight we find out who will be the principal and assistant principal at my child's school.  My temperature rose, my breathing became shallow, my heart rate increased.  And then a friend who didn't know to what I was referring responded to my crossed fingers and held breath with loving concern and hopes that everything is OK.  
(Sound of scratching record.)  
Everything is fine!  
Better than fine, really!  
Her concern made me realize how very seriously I was taking this thing.  It shot me through with some perspective.  Really, who cares?  Well, I care, but really - our simple lives are so rich and full and wonderful and even the bad and ugly parts of school - of life - are no match for the swirling of love, life, and 
energy we've got going on. 
So, no crossing fingers and holding breath - no one is sick and awaiting 
a life or death diagnosis.  
Breathe, Relax, Smile.

Because, it would be nice to have a new principal and assistant principal who align more closely to all that is right and true about education and human learning (woops, this detachment is not so easy!), but if we end up with more of the same - so be it. 

So be it.  So be it.  So be it.
Breathe, Relax, Smile.
Play, Hug, Bake.
Photograph, Sing, Celebrate.
Sew, Read, Nap.
Bead, Travel, Listen.
Sit under trees, Watch clouds, Enjoy birdsong.
Eat carrots and chill baby.