Archive for August, 2008

One last drop from the cup….

Friday, August 29th, 2008

After writing the last post.  Walking away to get ready for bed and watch a movie a thought popped into my mind. 

I know we don’t understand the moments sometimes when were in them.  Eventually we see what they are as time passes and we can look back upon them from a distance that places us outside the moments.  I’m struck by the thought that I really won’t know the whole picture of what my life is and was until it comes to a close.  It is little snapshots right now.  I see what the past has been.  However, at the end I will live in the moment where I understand the true meaning of it all.  so hard to explain.  It just seems like it will all become clear.     

Coffee Cup Wisdom

Friday, August 29th, 2008

Just happened to catch “The way I see it” on the starbucks cups.  Maybe it was because I was in an inservice today.  Felt like something nice to write about.  When I set out to write this blog the theme was to write about fun occurrences and observations.  This is full of wonderful thoughts.

The way we get to live forever is
through memories stored in the
hearts and souls of those whose
lives we touch. That’s our soul
print. It’s our comfort, our
emotional nourishment at the end
of the day and the end of a life.
How wonderful that they are called
up at will and savored randomly.
It seems to me we should spend our
lives in a conscious state of
creating these meaningful moments
that live on. Memories matter.

~Leeza Gibbons
(Television and radio personality)

That just really struck me and has sat with me throughout the day.  I have a poor memory so I find myself grabbing the cup to take a look.  The stinking cup is down in the car so I searched and found that someone else was touched by it and had written about it on their blog.

Life seams meaningful when we touch others lives.  And it is so special when others touch ours.  The imprints that we leave on each other can be so moving and powerful.   Yeah, that is what life is all about.  And it makes me smile:)

The Story of our Life Part 2

Monday, August 25th, 2008

Part 1 may shed more light on why the following is so important….

I think one of the neat things in life is the people that come into our lives.  Sometimes they stay there forever.  Sometimes they leave an impact on you and then they are gone.  And then sometimes they leave and then come back again.  I am who I am by the people that have been a part of my life.   Life leads me to write this right now. 

I enjoyed writing the “unwritten” snow.   It’s fun to say something to someone and have the whole world know but at the same time not know all of it.  The person being spoken to only gets the true meaning of it.  So here are three more….

The Toyota- I promise I didn’t mean to cut you off on Eagle:)  The truck doesn’t accelerate quite like the rav.  It was fun talking to you today at the stoplight.  The pictures were amazing!  It was so nice seeing such a big smile on your face.  I am so happy that you have such happiness!

Travels-  It was so good to hear from you.  I know we have both had long journeys and it was sad losing touch of your itinerary.  It is wonderful that your destination has taken you to such a great place.  i hope the great travels continue.    It was exciting to reconnect and hear all of your wonderful news.   I’ve missed your friendship.

Burrito treats-  I can’t agree with your food selection and choices with them:)  Thanks for trusting me.  It is an incredible thing that you gave.   Your friendship is a great gift and I enjoy that I’ve had it for so long.  I enjoy the sunshine it brings.   Now just put my “favorite” saying here:) 

Checked my school email.  Already had two kids send messages to me that it was such a great day.  After one day I’m “the best teacher ever”.    So its nice that even though I am struggling so much inside the outside is radiating sunbeams.  It made me smile:)

 

  

 

The story of our life-Part 1

Monday, August 25th, 2008

Today was the first day of school.  The kids were great.  They were fun.  They are going to be a great class.  My biggest fear is that a parent is going to see this and not understand.  I hope it makes sense is that I do care about the kids.  If I didn’t I wouldn’t be here writing this.  I need to write it.  I need to share.   

I am so lost with school right now.  I am not where I need to be in my own mind.  The only reason I teach is because I want to have a postive impact in their life.  I want it to have a positive impact on their life.   I know that I’m going to do that again this year.  I couldn’t do it any other way.  However, the first day found me struggling to get through.  I kept thinking this is only the first day and there are so many more.  I didn’t shortchange the kids at all. I know that.  I was funny, upbeat, silly, and did a great job.  The problem is that where it use to come naturally I now have to force it and make it happen.  It’s no longer natural and isn’t part of my being. 

My heart tells me right now that next year I can’t teach.  Unless something life changing happens I just can’t do that to myself.  It is taking that giant leap though and trying something new.   It is scary!  I need to move outside the box and take that risk.  I may fail but I know that my family is always there to support me if I should fall and that I will get back on my feet. 

I think that this may just be a symptom of something bigger.  That bigger thing being “Life”.  I guess the best way I can describe it is that my story is being written for me instead of me writing my own story.   I wrote my own story this summer and I felt the sunshine on my face.   Now I’ve stopped writing that story and it’s not the same feeling.  The parts of the story I want to happen just don’t.

So what to do differently?  I don’t know what that is.  That is what is so scary.  The thing that keeps crossing my mind and leaves a warm feeling is California.  The ocean there.  I have no clue what I would do or how I could make it.  The costs there are ridiculous,  But that is what speaks to me right now.  And this isn’t the first time it has happened.  Maybe I am just not seeing what that is right now, but it will be there.    I am going to California next year.  I don’t know what that will entail or what it will be.  But I need to do it.  And maybe by saying it then I will follow through. 

What is happening right now isn’t working.  I’m not finding or feeling the things I want out of life.  Maybe by changing the setting the character will have a different plot.  I need to write my story!  As scary as that may be. 

It ends tonight….

Thursday, August 21st, 2008

This is one of those posts where I think I might have spent more time thinking about the title than the actual writing.  But maybe the title says it all.  The one at the top is courtesy of the All American rejects.  I’m not one to really pay attention to lyrics in a song.  I looked at these and in a way they speak to the situation.  It sounds like its about saying goodbye to someone.  That isn’t the case here.  But saying goodbye to something else.

Another title was “Summer Lovin” after the playlist of songs that were part of the summer mix that we listened to throughout the summer. 

So another title that came to mind was “Spheres, Recreating, and Unwritten”.  Last year when school started we had to share three things that described our summer.  Those are the three words that I would have used this year.  They say so little yet at the same time so much.  So that gets to the main point.  I’ve started school again and begin fourth grade for the first time. 

It has been an unwelcome thing.  I think maybe that is where “It ends tonight…” comes into play.  It was the end of summer.  A very fabulous summer.  The spheres and recreating have been written.  They are the reason for such an amazing summer.  It has been many summers of not great experiences.  Just very mundane.  This summer wasn’t the same.  My friend Colt and I vowed to make it a great summer.  The spheres and the recreating were a product of that.  They have been written.  Thanks Colt for a great summer of fabulous memories and to all of those that were part of them. 

The unwritten hasn’t been written.  Okay that is a pretty retarded thing to say.  I’m just repeating the same thing.  Oh well I like it:)  But I think there are two meanings to the unwritten for me. 

Unwritten is the fact that the recreating and spheres have led to new things.  There is a sense that the summer isn’t going to end.  The rediscovering of fun is there.  The raft is there for the future.  The great friends made will still be in my life and continue to be.  Stories will be written in the future that have yet to be lived because of this summer.  They are small little seeds and who knows what they will grow into.  It’s instilled in me the fact that I need to not throw myself into school, but to still go out of my way to have fun and not lose that.  Continue to have the experiences that I had this summer.

Unwritten is also the fact that sometimes things are best left unsaid.  And in this case it’s kind of fitting because I can’t figure out how to explain that.  Hmm I guess that is why it’s unwritten.  So I will just say thank you Snow.  Your wisdom seems infinite.   I think you know what I’m talking about:)

So maybe “It Doesn’t end tonight”!  Maybe it begins here!

 

Late night epiphany

Tuesday, August 12th, 2008

I think the word epiphany is the correct word. I’m questioning my brain of late.

Do you ever have one of those times when you wake up in the middle of the night and a thought strikes you. It hits you so strongly that sleep is no longer a possibility.

Right now is one of those times….

Two friends: seperate paths

Friday, August 8th, 2008

I like the song “handlebars” by the flobots. Saw the video for the first time tonight. Added a new perspective to the song. A whole lot of meaning….

Two friends set off on their bikes and their paths head seperate ways. They end up in very different places. There is so much more messages with the song.

Definitely worth checking out. Www.youtube.com/watch?v=gMEhescEBaE

Photo

Thursday, August 7th, 2008

Newport beach. Sweet I can easily add photos from my phone to my blog. Should be fun in the future.

A small world with a touch of security

Thursday, August 7th, 2008

Well the “it’s a small world” is shut down for renovations. I can hear the music running through my head though. I actually like that ride.

So were at seaworld today when I here “mr. Fischer”. I turn around and it’s one of my former students and his family. The mother was also my overcrowded aid this last year. It trully is a small world.

I figured I would roll in a story hence the strangle title. In a sad kind of way it does have to do with the world not being a small place.

My sister’s family was going through security in salt lake when there was a sudden commotion. The scene materialized into five cops and fifteen tsa agents. Standing right there was my nephew. Security had “discovered” a grenade and it happened to be my nephews. One of the cops assed the situation and quickly figured it out by seeing my nephews attire. Turned out the belt buckle he had ran through the xray looked like a grenade. After completing incident paperwork they were on the way and we’ve been going nonstop.

Too bad the world isn’t small enough where we can just get along. Seeing the dolphins and killer whales today was a thing of beauty. So inspiring. We are surrounded by wonderment. I wish other things didn’t take away from that.

Cali

Wednesday, August 6th, 2008

To borrow from phantom planet “california here we come, right back where we started from”

Currently in California. Came with my parents and my lil sister’s family to Disneyland. It has been awesome seeing my niece and nephew get so excited. My little nephew is just tall enough to ride the bigger rides. It is so neat to see him screaming and smiling at the same time. This morning we did breakfast with minnie and friends. The little ones were in awe and so happy. Just very cool!

Tonight I headed out on the bus system for some adventure. I wanted to see the ocean so made my way to Newport beach. Swam in the ocean and watched the sunset from the pier. I love exploring and it was an experience. The people you come across is part of the journey.

I’m getting lots of pictures so sometime in the future I’ll get them posted and it will tell more of the story.

I’m not from California. Native idahoan and proud of it. But there is something special about Cali. Have never been able to place it. Maybe it’s the ocean. I am definitely drawn to it. Somehow I have a feeling that it still has a story that hasn’t been written in regards to my life.