This is not hyperbole….
What will I wake up to?
Are we as a country still in one piece, or has our patchwork unraveled even further?
Will transition hopefully go peacefully?
I don’t know and I can’t guess…all I am doing is replaying possible scenarios in my head, and none of them are positive. I know I’m not the only one awake in the early hours.
No answers, no complete returns. I’m ready for that. I’m sort of ready for all the posturing from both sides. I am not prepared to see armed men (and yes, some women while we still have some rights)…
Join in and send me what we all…
Especially in this political climate…
Agape has been my word for the past four years: practicing loving kindness and compassion. Over eight months into the first year, I thought I was doing pretty well. I was enjoying people, smiling more, giving compliments, feeling more relaxed, always saying thank you…I was riding high.
But — sometimes it’s the smallest of things that make you realize how far you have to go to achieve the true meaning of this word.
Robocalls.
That’s what triggered me that I wasn’t doing as well as I thought. I was trying to get off phone lists and invoke the “do not…
originally published at the beginning of this journey — 2018
Feeling confused, depressed, and hopeless about the future?
Check out this series of articles by Peter Leyden on Transformation over the next 30 years. First positive thing I’ve read that…
…Please don’t let it be all I have to show for this year…
One common denominator probably everyone in our lives can agree on is that this year is one for the ages. So many of us have completely upturned lives. Dealing with hospice is difficult enough, knowing that your days with your loved one are numbered.
Then there are the hours and days of yelling at the television, sending money to campaigns, writing about issues, making phone calls, writing letters, and sending texts. (Still love me my Oxford commas….) Then comes the wait for what is anything but a normal election…
…and then there’s the pandemic…no longer something that is a brief…
…and 45 years we’ve been together…
For the last 44 years, the day before Thanksgiving has been very tough, making the rest of the holiday season difficult. In 1975 I had Wednesday off from the school district — that has never happened since…I was able to fly to Ohio a day early for Thanksgiving vacation. I had dinner with my dad, and on Wednesday my mom and I were out shopping and stopped for lunch — at the same restaurant my dad was eating lunch. We joked around and Dad went back to work. Two hours later he had a massive heart attack at the office…
The Teachers Who Comfort and Attempt to Reach Their Students
In March, suddenly, children leave schools and head home to parents and remote learning, pretty much happening nation-wide. That makes for a multitude of problems that administrators had to immediately solve.
The major problem is Vermont is heavily rural, and that would mean too many students did not have access to internet services for online learning.
Within about two months school buses were equipped with high-speed wifi and in school parking lots throughout rural Vermont. Students had to stay in the car while accessing the WiFi for assignments, so parents had to provide that service for their younger ones.
So, in many family cases:
no computers at home;
no computer access to WiFi;
schools had to roll out laptops/tablets and then ensure there was some form of security and instructions…
Linda Moran
Renaissance woman, teacher, fiber artist, lover of history and mathematics, and world citizen; ProjectAgape.org
