All posts filed under: Eloquence

Enough.

The life of a woman in the creative realm is a complicated one if the constraints of society are allowed to lead. There are many different stances we can take on what it means to live life as a woman. We could choose to place our focus on the hardships that have proven to be ever present. We could fret at the thought that a woman’s creativity is often suppressed by the mundane demands imposed upon her. We could dwell on the inequalities that most certainly linger. What I have come to realize, however, is the less power we give societal norms, the less power they yield- and the more prospect there is for change. I urge you to be the change you wish to see and discredit the idea that you have to work a typical 9-5 job to be successful. Deny the status quo that in order to have abundance you must work hard rather than let prosperity naturally flow. Realize that while the resilience of women is astounding, we shouldn’t have to …

The Way of the Happy Woman.

“Winter, while it can be one of the hardest seasons to embrace, has a lot to teach us about about true beauty and wisdom. Stripped of her flowers, leaves, and warmth, the earth reveals her naked self through her skeleton branches and barren ground. She becomes completely simple, having discarded everything but the bare essentials. Her scarcity and fierceness command our respect and attention, and, without apology for not being a warm and gracious hostess, she retreats into frozen silence. When we look to nature as our teacher, we see that she’s reflecting back to us a prolonged opportunity to hibernate and renew.” -Sara Avant Stover, The Way of the Happy Woman   Last winter, on a bitter cold January morning, I glanced out our window to the uninviting sight of gray clouds and frozen snow. It was the kind of weather I used to dread leaving the house in, but on this day there was no reason to venture out being that I was a stay-at-home mother to a six-month-old. Despite not having to brave the cold, a certain sadness …

Benevolence.

Dear Student, I can’t help over hear you mumble the words “I hate the holidays” an hour before school let out for Thanksgiving break. It was very noticeable that life was testing your strength and slowly things were becoming undone. As a teacher I have become good at picking up on cues. I noticed the smile that usually adorned your face was replaced with a blank stare.You looked uncomfortable, as if your mind was going a million miles a minute and yet words were coming out of your mouth in slow motion. Your hair and clothing looked disheveled and the light in your eyes that had turned a muted gray. Your feet kept nervously tapping as I asked to have a chat in the art room. For some reason I saw the pain in your heart and it brought me back to a time I felt the world had taken the air right out of my lungs too. Your story haunted me. First and foremost you are an amazing student. Your determination to beat the …

September Transitions.

As fall starts to beckon and the nal days of summer are coming to a close, it is time to relish the smell of sunscreen and fresh cut grass. In a moments time, leaves will be blanketing the ground with cool evenings covering the horizon. September is my month of transition and compromise. I am a teacher and a moth- er now. When school began last year, I was on maternity leave. This year is a different story indeed. Just like every student, I begin to feel my heart utter with the anxiety of the rst day of school. The wave of pressure stems from the leaving my daughter as I transition into going back to work. I used to have sleepless nights thinking about if my students would like my projects and if my classroom would be as organized as I would like. These days however I ponder all the things I might miss out on while I am working . I am excited to teach high school students all the things I hold …