I found a
weed
that had a
mirror in it
and that
mirror
looked in at
a mirror
in
me that
had a
weed in it
Professor Thomas Joswick introduced me to this poem in an American Literature course back in graduate school. At times this poem rings so true with me, and at other times, I'm not sure I completely grasp the entirety of the message.
The obvious message is reflection of one's self: look in the reflection to understand yourself, connect with yourself, yada yada yada...But as I read this poem several times a week as it embraces the surface of the fridge, I wonder, is its message really that simple?
So I will continue to read this plentiful poem by A.R. Ammons in hopes that a clearer and more graceful message looks back at me.
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Friday, March 26, 2010
It's a girl!
I am almost 21 weeks pregnant and will be having a little baby girl. Being pregnant and realizing I will be a mother in a short amount of time is both exciting and overwhelming. I feel more in tune with my desires and spiritual awarenesses than I was 6 months ago. Suddenly,becoming the writing teacher I've always dreamed of achieving seems more simple than ever. I know with real motivation and strong desire to fulfill my higher calling, I will succeed on this particular journey.
Even with all of this new insight though and happiness swirling around me, I still plan on enjoying every bit of silent solitude life brings to me. For it won't be so silent in a few months!
Even with all of this new insight though and happiness swirling around me, I still plan on enjoying every bit of silent solitude life brings to me. For it won't be so silent in a few months!
Sunday, March 21, 2010
Writing as a therapy tool...
Writing has always been a means of expressing my inner critique, if you will, a way
in which to tell myself and a higher power my inner weaknesses and doubts. It's also a tool; however, in which to share what I'm most proud of, something I think most of us find difficult to do. Positive sharings of the heart aren't nearly as accepted as the negative sharings in our hearts, or perhaps, as humans, we don't know quite how to handle one's ecstatic explanation of one's life. Either way, writing is important to me, I see it as a therapy of sorts. I'd like to continue the teaching of writing but add elements of therapy to it, opposed to just simply teaching the academic styles of writing. Writing as a therapy is what I'd like to venture upon next. I'm on my way to fulfilling this goal (I teach adult continuation writing classes at a nearby college as well as classes for the park district,)but in the future, making money while creating a larger community of learners are part of the larger plan.
in which to tell myself and a higher power my inner weaknesses and doubts. It's also a tool; however, in which to share what I'm most proud of, something I think most of us find difficult to do. Positive sharings of the heart aren't nearly as accepted as the negative sharings in our hearts, or perhaps, as humans, we don't know quite how to handle one's ecstatic explanation of one's life. Either way, writing is important to me, I see it as a therapy of sorts. I'd like to continue the teaching of writing but add elements of therapy to it, opposed to just simply teaching the academic styles of writing. Writing as a therapy is what I'd like to venture upon next. I'm on my way to fulfilling this goal (I teach adult continuation writing classes at a nearby college as well as classes for the park district,)but in the future, making money while creating a larger community of learners are part of the larger plan.
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