I got to hear the Chief Public Defender for Hennepin County speak about disparities and her life's work today. She was engaging, inspiring, courageous, and real. She inspired today's poem. Thank you, Mary Moriarity.
I love the image of a little baby all curled up on itself and the symmetry of our bodies when we age, again, bent through time to a curve.
This poem is proof that writing a poem as a group can be extremely unique and entertaining. Introducing our collaborative poem that took form into our cups and in front of the fire:
My sister tells me I may have invented a new type of poem. Today's words were inspired by the twitter hashtag #Graduationadvicein5words. I just opened OneNote and let my brain dump.
I'm getting certified to teach Franklin Covey's "The 5 Choices of Extraordinary Productivity" and it's really great material that resonates with everything I've been learning and thinking on my yoga/career for the past two years. We are inundated in heaps of sensory input and we need to start leveraging that technology to work for us, not against us.
May is such a beautiful month to me. The greens are electric, the earth shoots out colors we haven't seen all winter long, and being out-of-doors is generally pleasant at all hours of the day. Here's a May memory of mine from my farming days.
Looking at the news today, it seems we still behave similarly to our ancestors of hundreds of thousands of years ago, battling for access to resources. Just another ape with a banana.
Happy Mother's Day to all the moms out there (no matter who or what you are a mother to!) and to a certain special momma who has feet shaped just like mine..erm, or rather, mine are shaped just like hers. Love you, Mom!
Several times this week I've noticed people talking about guilt they felt burdened by when, truly, they had no cause to feel guilty. Even if they had some justifiable reason they should feel guilty, there is no need to move through life weighted with a yoke of guilt. It happened, you can't change the past, you can only shape the present. Today's poem is just a reminder to forgive ourselves and move forward and, if you want, for your own peace of mind, just try to do better here, now.
Today is Teacher Appreciation Day! I know and have had so many wonderful teachers in my life. This poem is for them.
Twelve years ago I studied abroad in the country of Venezuela. What a life-changing experience that was. If you're stuck in a rut and want to do one thing to nudge yourself forward, travel.
Ever have a really good conversation for someone only to realize partway through that your being sold something?
Creative enthusiast, gregarious naturalist, opinionated activist, RYT 200. Amy Kay Czechowicz is completing a poetry challenge for 2018 by posting an original poem daily to this blog!