We moved to the pacific northwest almost 11 months ago. Many things drove the move, but the single largest factor was my children. My eldest was graduating 8thgrade at a school that only went to 8thgrade. She and our family had really struggled to find an education system that felt safe, academically challenging, arts focused and seemed to really understand where my child was developmentally. My younger was struggling a bit at school, we are still getting our arms around her specific learning needs. We looked at a few options nationally and decided on a school in the Northwest. My husband loves being close to mountains, I like being driving distance to an ocean, even one that is not friendly. Continue reading
February 3rd. My least favorite day of the year. I say this with no malice, just an observation of a pattern I have noticed, year over year. In my life it seems, traditionally, February 3rd or the 10 days surrounding it are my least favorite, or hardest. I think this tends to be a combination of the cold of Minnesota, the continued lack of light, and the wearing off of the shininess of a new year.
This is also the time of year that I tend to want to start new things, a new blog, a new business idea, new projects, in the past new schools (or at least the applications for a future school year.) This year, I’ve attempted to go inward and think about what new skill I would like to learn, and while I’ll probably keep updating the poetry blog, at least for now, I’ve channelled my interest in to learning the harp. My orientation lesson is today, and I’ll be visiting with an instructor and another potential student for a group class.
Big is extraordinarily excited about this, as then she is 2/3rds to her trio (cello, harp and flute) and grandma has mentioned in passing an interest in flute. Little is taking it all in stride. I asked her if she’d be interested in learning harp, and she laughed, and reminded me that she already has a cello.
As a child I was in piano lessons for a bit. I learned how to play by ear, and subsequently never learned to read notes. In watching Big play her cello, and learn to read notes, then take that skill and apply it to other instruments and sheet music has been fantastic, and it occurred to me that I would really like to learn that skill as well.
Wish me luck! -CM
Today is a balmy 15 degrees ABOVE zero. Predictions for above freezing possible next week, and I have to admit I’m excited about Daylight Savings time. Not the transition, but I do enjoy having more light in the evening.
I recently found a book Heaven on Earth, that I’ve begun to read and so far I am really enjoying. It is more of a reference guide and tools and ideas kind of book, not the kind you sit down and read start to finish. It’s useful to help me incorporate more of the Waldorf philosophies at home. It’s also full of fun ideas for how to encourage my children’s nature based play, even when being outdoors can be challenging. My younger child will be turning 4 soon and there are some really fun ideas about birthday celebrations that I’m excited to incorporate in to our birthday routine. Above all, simplicity is key.
What are you reading?
A little over two weeks ago my eldest daughter was attacked by a dog. Not bitten, attacked. She is ok. Physically she’ll make a full recovery, but emotionally we are all still adrift.
Without getting in to the specifics of the trauma, since then I have noticed a marked change in her behavior and how she responds to dogs. While the self-preservation instinct that has been triggered is completely justifiable, it breaks my heart to watch her react to dogs this way. She’s matured in a way that trauma often forces and it causes a breathtaking ache in my chest to watch. She woke up last night twice with nightmares. This has become one of those moments I knew was coming when I can’t kiss her and make everything better and it is much worse than I imagined it would be. Continue reading