Let me be very clear: on this page, we believe that Black Lives Matter, science is real, no one is illegal, and all people, regardless of gender, are valuable and amazing expressions of the glorious beauty of the universe. We listen to children and elders. We share stories, because stories are how we make meaning in our world. Stories are absolutely vital to our existence. When someone tells you their story, do them the honor of LISTENING AND BELIEVING.
I choose to share stories that uplift and inspire, that delight and bring us to wonder. I do this because I feel it is deeply needed food for the journey. Please share your stories, please tell stories, and please, listen to stories new and old for the pulse of wisdom beating just under the surface.
Free, Seven-Day storytelling ecourse starts tomorrow! Are you in? Sign up at the link below, and you won't miss a thing!!
July 24, I'll start sending out the emails for the Storytelling Ecourse! This was a big hit 2 years ago when I last offered it, and I am really excited to offer it again. This course is seven days of daily emails, plus some audio stories, all centered on bringing storytelling to children in your care. This course is perfect for teachers, homeschoolers, and parents, as well as for anyone who spends time with kids and wants to tell some different kinds of stories. This is an beginner's course -- no experience necessary! -- but will contain depth, thoughtfulness, and big ideas that makeit appropriate for those seeking a re-connection as well!
You can sign up by following this link!
I am not stressing out about screen time. Well, not too much. We are well, well over the waldorf recommended amount for age 8 1/2 (uh, that is, none), and I'm fully conscious of this. And determined not to stress.
Sugar. Not stressing about sugar, except about how desperately I would like someone to deliver some DQ to my house, stat.
Whether it's okay to do some easy stuff or if I have to take a BIG LEAP RIGHT NOW. okay. I'm stressing a little bit about that. But it's kinda navel-gaze-y. And for this week, I'm more thinking about dinner. Because dinner is a big deal -- people seem to want it EVERY SINGLE NIGHT!
So that's something I am kind of stressing about, which means I need to find something I'm not stressing out over... oh no, now I'm stressed about too many prepositions!
I am not stressed out about fireworks. I love them, and our house is shut against the heat and humidity, so the poor dog is not being beset by too much noise.
So yeah, not stressing about three things. What three things are you refusing to stress out about this week?
It gets weird in my head sometimes. Does it get weird in yours? Do you find yourself worrying and looping, and stuck?
Feels like old times again, writing again and again about how hard it is to write, and how hard it is to do anything new. So, I'm not writing about that! Here's what's coming up:
When I am not me, I am dried up and tired and old. When I am me, I choose color and texture and light. I sing loudly around the house. I dance. When I am myself, I am late-- not out of disrespect for you or your time, but because I am sure that there is time to do it all. Thank you for waiting. When I am myself, I devour books and eat too much sugar and laugh. I tell stories at bedtime and I stop criticizing. I am full of love, and hope, and sadness, and joy. I look at stars and snuggle babies. I want to chat and check in and suggest things and offer things.
When I am myself, I feel alive, useful, smart, funny. I'm also quiet, puttering around or drifting, it seems, but actually purposeful, working it out behind the scenes.
What are you like, when you are you? What makes your heart light up? What makes the dove in your chest come to life, and the bear in your belly snuggle in for more dreams?
Hi. That's me. I write, sometimes, about parenting, storytelling, and about living a life with stories.