So Much Going On

I wish we all had a crystal ball…or maybe not. I have often wondered if we were aware of outcomes to certain situations, would we react/behave any differently? And if foresight did cause us to behave or react differently, how would we proceed going forward?

I remember writing a post of how I perceived the Covid-19 crisis. Wondering if our time at-home would cause us to better reflect on who we were, and how we live our lives. And then last week with the events of George Floyd’s murder and the resulting protests and violence, I think our time of reflection has now been exponentially magnified.

Who are we? What do we do with opportunities presented to us, and how do we respond to human rights entitled to all? Our insightful questions of reflection should include this…What would Jesus do?

Fall in Late Spring

The weather is always interesting. When I was a kid, one could pretty much be sure that weather patterns would follow the general ‘norms’ of what one could expect from the change of seasons. Ok, some people say that ‘seasons’ don’t really exist in Southern California. But that statement is not true. Seasons DO exist in Southern California, they just exist differently than they do in other parts of the country/world.

The past week has been unseasonably cool for us at this time of the year. But that really isn’t anything new since weather patterns have been changing for a number of years now. A couple days ago it was cloudy and cool all day long. Yuk. I don’t like those days. They make you feel kind of drab.

Yesterday however the sky looked as it does after rainfall, and the clouds begin to clear. The air was cool, but the clouds were assuming ever-changing patterns and shapes that were spectacular to view. I shot many images of the sky yesterday, but the one posted under the Sky tab struck me as one that needed to be posted.

Simply beautiful.

I Get to Go to School

“Do I have to finish this assignment before recess?”

“Do we have to do the whole page?”

“Do we have to write in cursive?”

When the question is asked with a ‘have-to’ qualifier, it sounds painstaking as if the act of ‘having-to’ is such a chore that nothing but drudgery comes to mind. When my students ask me a “Do I have to…” question, I have a comeback line…”Ask me that exact same question but this time, replace the word ‘have’ with ‘get’.” The look on their faces are usually of genuine confusion as the question in their mind was formulated with ‘have’, so re-wording is often a challenge.

“Do I get to finish this assignment before recess?”

“Do we get to do the whole page?”

“Do we get to write in cursive?”

Oh my goodness…what opportunity! Their questions are now poised in such a positive fashion that self-realization is generally recognized. I look at my students with a big smile and respond, “Yes!, you do get to finish this assignment before recess!” “Yes!, you do get to do the whole page!” “Yes!, you do get to write in cursive!”

Internally, my students know they were required to ‘do’ the work I assign, but I suppose just like everyone else, we typically choose the path of least resistance. If we can ‘get-by’ with less, why ‘do’ more? That’s ok, but now any self-imposed negativity is removed from the question. I’m thinking that’s a great life-skill, seeking opportunity where none seemingly exist.

Tomorrow, I am scheduled to return to school and prepare my room for summer. The rooms are set to be sprayed with an atomizing disinfectant in a few weeks. No, returning to my classroom is not something I really want to do right now. Germs have me apprehensive about being in the very physical space that I have not occupied for over 7 weeks now.

I am breathing, I am here. I get to go to school tomorrow.

I Write, and then I Edit

I never create a piece of art and consider it finished, ever. The same goes for written pieces. Once a piece is published, I am constantly re-reading and re-writing the piece in my head. Often this occurs overnight.

In my waking hour today, I revisited the post from last night, NEW Words, New Phrases. The update better reflects what I wanted to convey.

NEW Words, New Phrases

Time-Shift, Blame-Shift, Social Distance, Alternative Reality, Alternative Facts, Mis-Remember…Really?

If you have ever read the iconic book 1984 by George Orwell, you know that new words and/or phrases are created by those who NEED to control reality based on the overall desire of the system in Power. A system created by those who NEED to document a current social situation by changing the norm into something that is OK.

If one wants the current condition of social norms to remain intact then history is on course based on what is allowed to occur.

Yikes everyone! For those who see BEYOND the self-serving individualistic approach to living, then you realize that this type of mindset is NOT one that is realistic.

WAKE-UP PEOPLE!

Do the right thing! Lean toward what you know to be true!

Do not become part of a current trend that contributes to, and seems to embrace a new Edition of the American English dictionary. We want to avoid the possibility of adding words such as ‘doubleplusgood’, and then ultimately eliminate true words of value. That is called Newspeak.

Words are words. One cannot make up new words or phrases based on false truths.

I am uncomfortable with words and/or phrases that are introduced simply to address a false positive based on a hunch, or ‘gut’ feelings.

At the very least words should be used properly, not very strongly.

Theirs

It is amazing how fast time passes when one is suddenly thrown into the throngs of unexpected change. For the past three weeks I have been instructing my classroom students, all online. We have not physically been in our classroom since March 13.

Our current pandemic is tough, for everyone. Everyone.

Planning and implementing online instruction is challenging enough. Then there is the task of trying to connect with your students. If successful with both, hopefully students will actually DO the assignments and then submit their work.

This is our life, at least for now. For school-aged children, educators around the world are trying to make lemonade from lemons. Our future is theirs.

It’s Been a Few Days

If you are like me, you have had a lot of time recently to self-reflect. In the Musings tab is a new essay titled Grateful. It was not only cathartic for me to write, but it has been cathartic for me to read, more than once. What originally began as a Post, the essay Grateful kept getting longer and needed its own residence. Be grateful today.

I Wonder

It was only a short time ago that our daily lives were routine. We dealt with the typical daily ‘monkey-wrenches’ that always occurred. We knew certain circumstances would most likely transpire throughout the day, yet there was always more that we didn’t expect and would need to provide solutions for.

With the current state of COVID-19 and the valid health concerns across the globe, I am questioning much of what we have always taken for granted…

I wonder what will become of social/human interaction.

I wonder about the future of paper and coins for world currency.

I wonder about the future of education.

I wonder about the future of small business.

I wonder about the inevitable shift of large business.

I wonder about the future of public gatherings.

I wonder about the future of restaurants and fast food chains.

I wonder about the worlds population. Will our current state of being increase or create a downward trend in global population?

I wonder what all this means for handling of processed foods, farm-grown foods.

These points occupy some of my day and the ‘list’ is certainly not complete.

I Am an Optimist

I just published an essay under the Musings tab titled Change. I’ve wanted to write it for many days, but because there has been so much in the news lately, it became difficult for me to keep up with any one particular thought or message. I have not yet proof-read the essay, I just published it as is, for now. I just needed to get it out.

I am an eternal optimist. Everything will always be ok. Times may be difficult or challenging, but they always settle, eventually. Perhaps it is really our perception of ‘normal’ and personal acceptance of ‘what is’ that really changes. I am, like everyone else, distraught and concerned, but I am still optimistic.