The tides, rising, falling, following the moon...

Welcome to my story. It is my daily story. An artist and art instructor, writer, and teacher, I hope to provide some solace, some laughter, some suggestions, some stories; and, a few ideas to those who decide to read me. Come sit with me on my deck, overlooking a constantly moving river. I'll have an iced tea with lemon, or a glass of wine if the sun should set just so. You are, of course, invited to sit and enjoy along with me. But know this: I'll want to know if you have any stories, and I always take pictures to preserve the moments.































































































































































































































































The river serves to remind me that we live out cycles much as the river washes in and out according to the heartbeat of the ocean. Can you hear the heartbeat of the universe?































































































































































































































































Well, you can try. Smile.































































































































Tuesday, June 15, 2010

Waking up dead : not a Sookie Stackhouse novel

Swamp Marsh Journal
In playing around with my setup, I lost it would seem, my content. Hopefully, I can just go back to my choices of what to share on the page, my dashboard, and put the lost content back on the blog.

I have had a most joyous and cool spring and summer, though, dealing with heart disease and the chronic other that I deal with and have for about 15 years now. I can also now look forward to a new school year, without fear, as I see that people in positions that matter, care that I get placed somewhere that it will work out. For it not to work out, is a blight on them, if you ask me. Any good administrator, as a model, should also assume mentorship. I have been told I would be assigned to a position in which a good structure is in place. I am grateful for this extension of my career into another year and a chance to demonstrate that I can teach, and teach well. To me, that means bring out the best in every student.

I am grateful also for the remaining days of summer. Dealing with this newfound, and unidentified "defect" in the septum of my heart, has me a little bit sick in my stomach until I know more the outcome. I will know that next Friday the 25th, if I don't wake up dead.

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