reentry

My counselor turned me loose a couple of weeks (16 days) ago. She said she was very impressed with how I had worked so deliberately & diligently to change the way I thought about things and talked to myself; I agreed and felt pretty proud but also had a tiny twinge of panic about giving up a regular appointment to check in. She reminded me of all the strategies I've practiced this past year that have helped me stay focused & balanced, and she asked me to plan some next steps - I thought I should get back to yoga & gym/readingonastationarybike time, and writing regularly on my blog. The yoga part has not yet rematerialized but let's get this party started again here, shall we?

It is Sensational Haiku Wednesday at my friend Jenn's You Know...that Blog? and the theme is SENSATIONAL, which is perfect because it's how I'm beginning to feel now that my brain isn't trying to suffocate me.

 

My gentler mind is

Making some sweet small talk with

My bruised subconscious 

 

 

Now you go, here or there.

 



fun #photoadayjuly

Silhouettes at night
A perfect night for fireworks
And memories made

11/365 "bright"

Mornings try my soul,
Mind tricks and bright lights don't work;
I'm too smart [lazy].



brilliance

4/365 "beginnings"

new book just for me

hope to get it read before

year comes to an end

[resolved]

channeling sandy in 5-7-5

Too shy to convey?

Meditate my direction...

You better shape up.

I think I've gone slightly mad. Be back soon.

17 syllable philosophy

life feels difficult?

jokers try to hold you back?

excel, go beyond.



fortitude

In a departure from my recent melancholic posts about the end of the school year and letting go of beloved students, I offer this Sensational Haiku:

teaching is hard work

but doing it without booze

is the real challenge

counting

Good things in hundreds:

Cents, Bens, years of solitude,

And weeks of haiku.

Happy Anniversary, Jenn at You know...that Blog?

the letter

Our Year in Haiku, for you

[apologies to anyone who feels less-than because of my perfect family's escapades this year;
trust that I do not consider you so]

*

Doug ~ fine dad, grandpa,

Best father-in-law and friend,

Will be missed dearly.

*

Paige showed running spark,

Earning multiple ribbons

In her track events.

*

Mason joined stage band,

Jazzing up his trombone beats.

Next stop, New Orleans?

*

Disneyland again?

Oh yes, we are obsessive.

Well, Stephanie is.

*

Tumalo State Park,

Where chipmunks stalk the campers

But aren’t too vicious.

*

Cape Disappointment –

Lewis and Clark tried to warn;

We camped anyway.

*

Weekend in Vegas?

Friends, dancing, Crazy Horse show?

Can’t talk about it.

*

The 12-year old boy

Is involved in Drama Club.

A natural choice.

*

The girl chose strings class,

Picking up the viola

To marvel us all.

*

Gone: Mazda sedan

Purchased: rollercoaster-car

(Stu’s Mini Cooper)

*

Beautiful classroom

In a brand-new green building;

Blissful teacher dreams.

*

Kids beg for a dog,

Parents want live-in masseuse,

Yet all still feel blessed.

*

~ Wishing you a merry 2011 ~

thankful: direction

sometimes life feels hard

changing minds, making choices

keep moving forward

I am thankful for my occasionally difficult job, for my persevering students, and for haiku.

not a stalker, exhibit 43

just wanted to say

i think you're really awesome

(hit send or delete?)

this haiku based on actual incidents

please continue to hold, and thank you for your patience

sorry for neglect

school, camping, Vegas, bunion

stay tuned for these posts

loss

one week of sadness

another student and my

father-in-law ~ gone

make stuff happen

Coupeville, WA
photo by me, 2009

sometimes we do things -

impressive, monumental

things. but not always.

mania

Sometimes a mile wide
other days only an inch
Damn fickle ego

may flowers

bouquet for the one

who birthed beautiful children

good for man's karma

[thank you, darling husband]

maelstrom

shouting at all hours

arguers plague my being

steam bursting from ears

flames

Rye Bar, San Francisco
photo by bad mom, 2008

ambiance aglow

glimmering, flickering flames

nights out on the town

magical buzzkill

Disneyland riding -

Feeling jiggy but signs said

No disco dancing

Forbidding placard
Spring Break, 2010

changes in 5 7 5

Farmer's Market on Whidbey Island

photo by me, 2009

sometimes forced on us

change can feel like handcuffs or

a key to closed doors