When I was little, I wore shorts and sleeveless tops and played outside a good share of the day, screen door slamming behind me as I hustled out the back door. No worry about sunscreen, no discussion about how hot and sweaty I might get–it’s summer. If I got hot, it was expected–it was summer, after all. And I could
Read moreWhy do I write? Or, more precisely, why do I careen my thoughts across cyberspace (albeit, irregularly)? I’ve been pondering that lately, although I should admit that mulling over meaningless quasi-philosophic questions is one of my most effective ways to procrastinate from grading. A while back, I decided my blogging and other forms of inflicting my ramblings on people was
Read more2020 Note: I no longer am Methodist or want to turn Quaker, but St Clare is still my patron saint. Ok, so a Methodist who wants to turn Quaker probably shouldn’t have a patron saint. I understand that. But when I discovered St Clare, there was no choice. As a saint, she’s got impeccable creditials. She was one of St
Read moreI don’t like country music. I’ve said that till it sounds like the refrain of a classic. There’s something about it that just……I cringe. However, I looked at my iTunes downloads today and realized that my last 10 purchases have been country: LeeAnn Womack’s “Last Call,” Trace Adkins’ something about memory, three John Corbett songs, a Kenny Chesney–I don’t even
Read moreTopic du jour: Playing. I don’t remember which conversations triggered this, but I realized a couple days ago that I don’t play well. Not that I don’t play well with others, although that could be a totally different topic worth considering. Just that I’m not good at playing in the “being playful” sense of the word. I haven’t researched this
Read moreEveryone talks about “reaching out” and “building relationships,” especially with people who are different than ourselves in some way–race, status, age. At school, the battle cry for 5 years has been “Rigor, relevance, relationships,” with the a priori that without relationships, we won’t be able to create rigor or relevance. And even though I understand the effectiveness at having good
Read more“Tell all the Truth but tell it slant- Success in Circuit lies” That’s the beginning of an Emily Dickinson poem, one that I’ve been thinking about lately. Truth sounds so simple, so black-and-white, but in my experience, that’s often not the case. Perspective, background, audience, purpose—all those and more impact what “the truth” is. That’s without even considering Truth, as
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The Wave Returns 