Showing posts with label Play. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Play. Show all posts

Monday, September 7, 2015

Purpose and Passion in Work


“Your purpose in life is to find your purpose and give your whole heart and soul to it” 
                                                                                                                        ― Gautama Buddha

Yesterday was Labor Day.   Every year at the church where I worship, on Labor Day someone from the parish talks about the value of work.  This year was no different.  What was different, though, was that a 23-year-old woman was asked to speak about labor and what it has meant in her young life.  She spoke about finding purpose in whatever work we do and acknowledging that all work is valuable and can be linked to purpose.  She spoke about the importance of finding purpose and passion in work and recognizing when it does not exist so that the passion can be created there or found in another kind of work.

This young woman's first job was working in a movie theater where, at 17, she found purpose in giving others joy and entertainment as they went to see a film.  Presently she is working two jobs.  One of her jobs is bringing a group of mentally disabled adults to church every Thursday evening.  She finds purpose in helping others find their spiritual connection and wants to create a space for this connection for others who might need support in this pursuit.  She also supervises a local farm and works with the farmer to learn all she needs to know (she had never farmed before) so that she can effectively allow the crops that they produce to be shared with others.  She spoke about looking at a pepper and knowing that her work allows others, families, to have food like that pepper on their table to nourish their bodies and bring families around a table.  This young woman amazed me as she spoke about purpose and going after work that gives passion.  At 23 years of age, she had found something that escapes many adults across a lifetime.

Since my very first day of kindergarten, I knew that my purpose was to be an educator.  My kindergarten teacher created a space of fun, love, play and learning that took me in that very first day as she read aloud books to our class.  I promptly went home and announced to my family that I wanted to be a kindergarten teacher when I grew up.  And in first grade I announced that I wanted to be a first grade teacher.  And the story continued with each grade tapping into me a deep desire to serve as that grade level teacher.  I have not swayed from that kindergarten passion (except for the development of a love of writing as a high schooler) with a wonder about how I could be a writer and a teacher.  In my career I have actually taught all grades K through graduate school and, lucky me, in the last years have been able to teach teachers how to write and how to teach writing.

As educators, purpose is paramount.  And instilling purpose in our young people is a worthy aspiration.   Every year, as I work with students and adults, I observe those I work with and think about what natural gifts that student or teacher brings to the classroom so that I can use that natural gift to help support learning.  One year I was teaching fifth grade and I had the delight to teach Carl.  Carl's natural gifts were not of a reading and writing variety.  He struggled with language and didn't feel that he was a good student.  One afternoon we were outside on the playground and I was watching my class as my attention was drawn to Carl.  He played with wild abandon.  He laughed.  He included. He ran and jumped.  He lost himself in his play and that day I lost myself in observing him do something so well.  Carl was the best "player" in my class.  As I recognized that, I was able to tap into that natural ability and let it enhance other parts of what he did in the classroom.  And even more than that, that afternoon on the playground opened me up to a deep understanding that all students bring gifts to the classroom.  Things that they and they alone can do.  As a teacher, one of my jobs is to recognize that gift, that potential and provide openings for students to grow there.  This work will create children who become adults who find passion and purpose in all that they do.  That is my purpose.

So, as I begin this new school year, I go into this valuable work with this renewed understanding of purpose and possibility.  I enter a new school year with a desire, with a passion, to create conditions that allow children and adults to tap into their gifts, to discover possibilities and know their purpose.   I enter this school year knowing that as we touch the children of today, we support the evolution of young adults like the young woman who spoke of the importance of purpose at my church this weekend.  Honestly, what could be better than that?!



Thank you to Two Writing Teachers for dedicating space and time for teachers and teachers of literacy to come together to share ideas, practice and life experience.

Tuesday, June 23, 2015

Stop to Savor

Summer begins for me at the end of this week.  In New York, schools go until the end of June so when others have begun their summers these last few weeks, and summer feels like it is here, in New York we have these last few days to push through, making me anticipate the summer pace even more.

What do I like about summer most of all?  Time to savor.  This week I co-facilitated a self-care retreat and the focus was on play.  Just like summer time, play wants a savor space.  One of our activities was to take a Sense and Savor Walk.  This walk can be taken anywhere, but my suggestion is that the walk takes place outside.  A walk like this takes about ten minutes, and its purpose is to simple notice.  To notice the leaf that calls you.  To notice the color of the sky or the ladybug slowly working on a blade of grass.  To notice the intricate patterns and color of a bud and the flower next to it in full bloom.  To notice the ground underneath your feet.   During the retreat we walked in a backyard, all of in different parts of the yard, noticing the world.  In ten minutes we were more focused, more in touch with the world around us and more in touch with ourselves.  More ready for life--and for this retreat, this gave us space to be more ready for play.  I live a fast paced life and don't always notice.  This ten minute walk could be done as a part of my regular practice, not needing summer to give me time and space.

Below are a few of the pieces of nature I noticed on my Savor Walk.  Photos are not necessary to savor...what is happening on the inside as I slow down is.  Notice that on this Savor Walk I mostly viewed things close up.  Next time I think I would like to notice things as a whole, in groups and in sweeping views.






Summer is approaching.  And with it comes the space of time.  One thing I am most looking forward to this summer is time to draw in my journal.  I am not an artist.  Actually the products I produce are not great at all.  Yet drawing gives me a way to slow down and notice.  I can't draw in 10 minutes--I need a stretch of time.  Drawing allows me to really look--just like my savor walk--but only closer.  If I am drawing a flower, I look at the lines of the flower that create it's shape and try to replicate them on my paper.  This takes time and focused attention for me.  I have to really, really look and then take what I am seeing to transfer it on paper.  I try to notice and replicate texture and depth in the flower.  The flower moves in and out in its beautiful shape and in my drawing I try to make my flower look the same.  I first use pencil to get the outline and shape of the flower.  With my pencil I try to make a black and white picture of what I am seeing.  Then I also try to match the color of the flower.  This takes some experimenting.  I work with the color on a scrap paper, looking at the flower's range of hues and experimenting with colored pencils, crayons, markers and paints.  Last year I began to use water color pencils and I felt happy with using this tool.  I didn't always match the color exactly, but I liked the result and the tool helped me to really notice the color.

Below is a photograph of a drawing I did last summer.  I am looking forward to slowing down to draw again this summer.



What happens in my drawing is that I loose all sense of space and time.  It is just me and the flower and the drawing.  Somehow time stops and I am present.  I savor.   It doesn't matter how good or bad the end product of my drawing is.  What matters is the space I am in when I am drawing.  Almost like a prayer.

For those like me who are busy, where time is of the essence, and life is go, go, go...taking time to savor is not only important--it is necessary.  How can you find time to savor.  Can you stop and take a ten minute walk--it can be in your backyard so you don't have to go far, it can be at the park next to your workplace, or it can be at the beach on vacation.  The important part of savoring is noticing and slowing.   And when can you build in those bigger times to savor.  For me I do that in the summer with my drawing.

On Thursday my school year ends.  We are packing up our books and preparing to end our classrooms.  We are thinking about next year.  We are finalizing report cards and thinking about moving up ceremonies.  Life is wonderfully hectic as we prepare to close.  I wonder what I can do to savor this school year and the children in my school one time before I release this year into summer.



Thank you to Two Writing Teachers for dedicating space and time for teachers and teachers of literacy to come together to share ideas, practice and life experience.

Wednesday, June 17, 2015

Laughter

"Laughter is carbonated holiness." ~Anne Lamott

My new favorite quote is one on laughter created by Anne Lamott.  Just reading the sentence makes me want to laugh.  And it reminds me how closely linked laughter and holiness is.  Just a burp away...
So to honor both laughter and holiness here are a few of my favorite belly laugh videos.  Let the laughter bubble up.  Enjoy!






This week for Spiritual Thursday, we are invited to write about laughter.   Thank you to Holly Mueller and to all of the others who contribute their words.

Tuesday, March 31, 2015

Reflections on a Challenge Met...With Gratitude...

Year 3
A year
devoid of ideas
and empty of words.
Things I have discovered
on this tenacious path…

Poetry soothes and
allows me to express
in a way that Essay,
so natural to me,
does not.
I want to learn more.

When there is a story,
there is most likely—
a back-story.
Or a story within a
story
to infer
to understand.
It is here that wisdom
waits.

Word play is one of my “funs”
I enjoy finding the right word—
Playing with words.
Finding the nuance.
Manipulating.
Concentrating.
Contemplating,
to choose the just right
one.

Writing within a community
brings wisdom,
laughter
poignancy and
friendship.
Connecting with words
across Ether-net
and miles between.
We join for
a cup of coffee
and share
a smile,
a tear.

Words become
with writerly practice.
Dormant
to bud
to bloom.
Writing…one word by one
We become.
I become.




Thank you to Two Writing Teachers for dedicating space and time for teachers and teachers of literacy to come together to share ideas, practice and life experience.