Wednesday, January 18, 2012

Happy Birthday, Martin Luther King Jr.!
We have had one seriously exciting week!



We were so excited to see how Booty would react to her first snow. So thrilled that Mr. D was able to witness it, (and take a picture or two).





Tuesday and Wednesday our school called a snow day. We ended up making apple pie, soup, pancakes, setting up an aquarium...



Building a fire, reading and playing lots and lots of Mancala and Uno.



And it feels pretty complete. However, we have another snow day tomorrow. That leaves us with one day of school this week.

Tonight I sang the Martin Luther King song for Booty,

"We bake a cake. We blow it out.
Happy Martin Luther King we shout.
I have a dream, he said
All people hand in hand
Working and singing throughout the land."

Friday, December 30, 2011







Christmas may be over but we are still celebrating.
Today we returned from Portland, Oregon; a lovely 2 day trip filled with lots of good food (Ethiopian, Thai and Organic)and a little bit of Musical theater (Willy Wanka) at Northwest Children's Theater and School and lovely cousin time (with David who has lived in Portland for 20 years). Before the show we survived the Children's Museum (much too crowded to enjoy).
We went to Voodoo Doughnuts and enjoyed the decadence of sweets unholy and then went to Craven Raven for the holy gluten free version.

The weather has been mild and sunny for December. Three cheers for a great New Year! Lets hope we find more clarity and belongingness than ever before!!!!!

Tuesday, December 20, 2011

Our friend Toni sent us one of these and we were inspired so here is our version:

Jib Jab Christmas song from our family

Happy, Merry and Joy to all you naughty children!

Wednesday, December 14, 2011



Nutcracker bound. Christmas Revels up next!

Wednesday, November 09, 2011


Living the days like each day is a vacation
Something special is happening!
Lots of conflict means lots of activity
and possibility
for healing.
The students are naughty
so we can be good.
The students endure
so we can make mistakes.

And learn

of course!

Monday, October 17, 2011

Our school is going through a major crisis and I haven't posted because I haven't been able to write it down. Without blaming anyone it seems that the school is experiencing a potentially lethal fiscal situation. Because of this the school is losing students every day. I am not sure if I will be employed next month but will keep you posted.

Today the weather is lovely with blue skies. A bald eagle flew over the playground and the children cried out to it.

Interesting times.

Thursday, September 15, 2011





It has been over a week since we started at The Tacoma Waldorf School. Booty is enjoying it but prefers not to stay for after-care which is unavoidable when I am teaching. Otherwise, students are beginning to adjust and I am beginning to learn how to teach them. Mostly, just re-evaluating my expectations.

Mt. Rainier looms large, the passing freight trains enter our dream-life and the sigh inducing sunsets hold on just a little longer.

Getting up mighty early to make sure to do my practice and be ready to leave the house packed and prepared by 730. When monsoon season starts I am sure everything will shift again.

Mr. D continues to travel back and forth from his crazy work meetings yonder to home. I hope his suitcase does not disintegrate en route. It is looking a little battered.

Booty enjoys whatever she is offered. A patch of flowers, a red wagon, gems, anything really especially engagement. Lots and lots of ENGAGEMENT.

Thursday, August 11, 2011



The first known name for Mt. Ranier was Tahoma. Maybe Tacoma is a dirivitive of this name. Booty makes a game of finding Mt. Ranier when the sky is clear and we can see east. Mount Rainier is a stratavolcano.

The mountains in this picture (in the distance) are the Olympics. When the sun is shining we can see these beauties over Bremerton/Gig Harbor way.

Our shipment is due to arrive tonight. We should be geared up by next week.

Monday, July 25, 2011


We like our trees BIG!
However, we are still looking for a decent restaurant. I am afraid Tacoma is still experiencing a bit of a "Townie" attitude toward culinary expertise but my fears may be based in ignorance. We shall see.
Today while checking out the nearby community pool I noticed the swimming instructor overseeing his swimmers while wearing jeans and a baseball cap. Not very promising.
On the upside, Booty's camp teacher is a wonderful young college student (and Olympia Waldorf school graduate) who is studying in India next year. She is a blessing to us all!

Wednesday, July 20, 2011



We finally found a Waldorf job and home to rent in Tacoma. It is in a residential area and overlooks the Puget Sound (see picture). I am very pleased with the house as it has plenty of space for Booty to play outside (both under cover and out in the open) and plenty of nice spots inside for us all to work and play. We move August 1st. It is going to be a busy month!

It is also very close to Port Defiance ferry which takes us to Vashon Island, and our dear friends.

Monday, July 18, 2011



Our blessings are many. Here are a few of them.
How we love A and H.

Monday, July 11, 2011



On our way to Seattle.
We have had our sun.
And our family.
Now we shall see what else is in store for us.
Above, Pemaquid Beach and Dodge Point in Maine.

Saturday, June 25, 2011

Monday, June 20, 2011





Highlights from our return home include two great visits with my youngest brother in Cincinnati, a stay at Walden Pond and visits with Vivien, and our reunion in Rockland Maine with gorgeous people and a perfect view.

We are still here in Rockland, thankful for the double rainbow on the sea and yet longing for our homeward bound friends and Mr. D, who is now off on his own adventure.

Sunday, June 12, 2011



K's pre-graduation lunch. And the beautiful graduate we all adore.

We are leaving Ohio today after a solidly beneficial visit with minimal conflict.
Booty was able to bond with her cousins in a healthy way (no babying and some good boundary testing). I was able to share the grief of the last 3 years with Mr. D's family and felt heard. Had a very pleasant day with my brother(just the two of us) in Cincinnati and a lovely dinner with him (with Booty and H) at a fairly good Ethio place in the city.

The weather has been pretty good and aside from the shark attack of a seizure at the nephews's graduation (the day before I left for San Diego) all is well, not great mind you but well.

The myth that in middle age life becomes easier is one big laughable prank. On me? On anyone like me who may still be working with the questions in life and learning how to accept moments, crappy and lovely and the feelings that go with them.

Without trying to control them.

The month ahead will be a continuation of suitcase living (not my favorite) and ambiguity around what the next year will hold. My head cannot fathom another year of joblessness. My heart yearns for the healing forces of the natural world. And the stress factor of yet another move, another limbo year has really undermined my strength and patience for the every day bumps and stops.

Sometimes I wonder, is this the dream of groundlessness? The reality that we all fear and avoid?

Saturday, June 04, 2011




Here at San Diego airport waiting to board an early flight back to Ohio. On the way to the airport via the car rental shuttle, the driver asked me, "Where is home?" and I nearly broke down and cried.

I may not be without a home but I am surely feeling a lack of belongingness.
Above, the surfing madonna, seen on an underpass in Encinitas. She is also being asked to leave.

Having applied to three different schools and been denied at all three I need to ask the question,

"Why do I long painfully for a home when it is clear the universe wants me to wander?"

Friday, June 03, 2011


Thanks Mary for sharing this on facebook. It speaks my mind.

Saturday, May 21, 2011





I bet you have seen this sort of thing before. We know this feeling. It has become very familiar. "All that you can't leave behind" packed in boxes. There should be a more "green" way to do this. So much cardboard! Sigh.



"Daddy is number one"- middle finger
"Mommy is number two"- ring finger
And "baby is number three"- pinky finger

I am ok with that.

Sunday, May 15, 2011

My Husband thinks all I do in my vast amount of free time is blog. I have been wanting to post lately but my last post seems more important than anything I want to say about our move and my struggles to stay authentic and upright/centered.

I love all my blogging/facebook friends. And I think it is important to note I know you all personally. I say this because it is part of why I blog and post to facebook. I want to stay in touch with family and friends. I NEED to stay in touch with them for my sanity. I am so grateful for those moments within the last 3 years overseas when I got to share a joke or hear a silly/interesting story or even share in the latest sorrow. Thanks peeps, you are not a "collection" but a small and precious team of loving people who have supported me no questions asked. We live and become.

That said, once I start teaching again which may be very soon, I won't have the time to blog as much (if at all). I started blogging when I stopped teaching. Teaching in a Waldorf school requires an immense amount of physical, psychological, intellectual and emotional energy. Not to say that anyone else's job doesn't. But for me, to be happy with the quality of my teaching work, I need to do a bit of preparation each day.

And then there is Booty. She will need me too as Mr. D will be traveling and starting a new (and exciting) project as well. She will be in a bigger community of families and adapting to yet another country. A lot to ask a little one.

We will be flying out of Singapore in two weeks!

Friday, May 06, 2011

Watch the full episode. See more FRONTLINE.




Why Ai Weiwei?


"Currently 'disappeared' artist Ai Weiwei's work, 'Circle of Animals/Zodiac Heads', has just been unveiled at the Grand Army Plaza in New York City, with Mayor Michael Bloomberg speaking out on Ai's present detainment. Bloomberg declared that the occasion was 'bittersweet,' and that the lack of information regarding Ai's whereabouts was 'disturbing.'"

From the Shanhaiist

An interview with Ai Weiwei before he was taken into custody can be read here.


Everything I have seen and read about Ai Weiwei points to a man of unflagging integrity and an artist who is willing to take full responsibility for his art and country. I have been following the increasingly threatening tone of the Chinese government's dealings with him and it is maddening. And now he is in custody but noone knows where he is.

His comments in the interview linked above speak directly to something of great concern to the world regarding China's growth:

"TVDW: How much time do you think China is still need for greater respect for human rights? Short or long term?

Ai Weiwei: I do not think the issue of human rights can ever improve without a struggle. The government and the system is radically refusing any discussion. There is no room for it. And with their daily political mistakes, the rights of more and more people are being violated. So they also suppress the people. For this is the price for China’s rapid development. You know, if human rights were respected, China would never develop so quickly. They sacrifice our fundamental rights. And that seems to work, so why would they change?"

Wednesday, May 04, 2011



Conduct took my mojo
She bore it on the rough water
Of difficult situations

Swam fish-like
Jumping over waves
Of entitlement, righteousness, aggression and impatience

And when my mojo began
its journey seaward the angels laughed,
“Let’s see what she does now.”

Yes. I yelled and screamed
I admit it but it is tiresome to detail.
Suffice to say foolishness is rarely dramatic enough
For me

So finally
And then

I began to ask questions
Will gratitude build a raft of humility?
Perhaps I must wait for conduct to return
While practicing the other neglected traits

Or maybe I will
Float on the current of trust
Letting the reeds of plenty
Caress my generous legs

Small nibbling sunfish clean
My open hands
While the tide pulls me out
To the mother of all
Frail, mistaken pilgrims
To be made anew

And then will I be prepared to receive
My wayward mojo
From Conducts noble arms?

Or is this me,
now?

Monday, May 02, 2011







Just bought this incredible book of Japanese Papers with a cd of the images.
Now if I could only learn how to compress them properly so I could use them on the blog.
Ggghhh*!

Sunday, May 01, 2011


The Plan:


The plan is to fly from Singapore to Ohio at the end of May.
See what happens with the job search and possibly interview one last round before school is out.
Then on to New England to visit with peeps and family in June.
Onward in July to Seattle, or California to settle for at least one year or heaven only knows for years with a teaching job in a Waldorf school where we can ultimately live, grow and become, roots and all!

*Butterfly at Changi airport, Singapore

Saturday, April 30, 2011



I was taught by my mother when we lived on Cape Cod, it is good luck to say "Rabbit" on the first of the Month.

And this May is the last month of our stay here in Singapore.

So I say a fond farewell to my gorgeous students S and O, who always worked diligently and with a wonderful enthusiasm. Blessings on this family who have sustained me in more ways than I can name.

And thank you for spending so much quality time with our girl, like today at the zoo. We didn't have to look after our wild girl- O and S did and with great joy!

xoxo

Two more weeks and they are off to England! And then we will be off too to Ohio, Maine and Washington State/or California if that is our fate.

America!

Friday, April 29, 2011





Lombard Street is the Zig Zaggiest street I know and it is in San Francisco. There are more like this in the world but this street is famous for it. I obtained this image here:


San Francisco blogger

Just finished some great books:
The Lost City of Z by David Grann- excellent!
James Keliman's How Late it was, How late- Unbelievable and wonderfully written in Scottish patter.
So Brave, young and handsome by Lief Enger. I loved this book! I wanted it to go on and on.
Matched by Allie Condie I also really liked tho' it only took me two days to read.

Note* I did it!!! I posted every letter on time and finished my alphabet book. Thanks to the A-Z challenge and my sister for inspiring me, I accomplished my task.

Thursday, April 28, 2011







Yes!
I say Yes! to this (Cedarsong Nature School)!

Here is what else I say yes to:

Inclusion and Acceptance of others, especially those who are different than us in mind, appearance and habit.

Yes to making mistakes and moving on (with learning and self-forgiveness).

Yes to preserving ecological diversity and clean oceans.

Yes to recycling and sustainability.

Yes to compassion and responsibility for those who are not empowered to protect themselves (animals, the land and oceans, and the voiceless people).

Yes (again and again) to love.

Wednesday, April 27, 2011





My understanding of the cross, which is not the x but something similar, is as a symbol of the spirit meeting the earthly. In other words the higher self meeting the earthly self. This to me is the Christ impulse. In Ethiopia, the cross is closer to an X.



The symbol X has other meanings in other cultures and nations, but many are very harmonious with this idea. In Nordic runes, the meaning is partnership and union with the higher self.

I have chosen this rune, or at least the essence of it, as a kind of helper, or guide.

I am wishing for X.

Tuesday, April 26, 2011



I have been watching/listening to a lot of Tom Waits lately. I just can't get enough of his incredibly distinct musical genius. I think my favorite albums/cds are:

Rain Dogs (my first)
Swordfishtrombone
Blue Valentine
Small Change
Nighthawks at the Diner
Frank's Wild Years

Here is a great "gag" show- Fernwood 2nite, with guest star Tom Waits. Precious stuff!



And Mike Douglas who keeps his cool:



And Part one of an Australian talk show:



There are lots more, Letterman (both times he asks Tom Waits the same questions), Jon Stuart, acceptance speeches and wonderous performances (Chocolate Jesus anyone?) on Youtube.

I already posted this but it is such an excellent read if you are into old cars. Tom Waits certainly is.

Tom Waits' Cars

Monday, April 25, 2011





Vashon Island is located across the Puget Sound from Seattle, Washington. It is very likely that we will move there in July. We have friends and family nearby and while I am totally unemployed right now and do not have a job lined up for the fall, there is no better place to recover from Singapore and all that ails me, (read angst).

This photo is a shot of the preserved land on the Maury side of the island that was only recently going to be mined for gravel until Preserve Our Islands took charge.

This is a land of hope.

Sunday, April 24, 2011



Ugly? An unfortunate and unbelievably untrue statement:

I was looking for an old friend online today. She is an installation artist and used to be in a wonderful rock band (Cathouse) from Detroit. Her name is Elizabeth Underwood. I am not sure where she is living now but she was living in New Orleans when the levy broke and a good deal of her work after Katrina hit revolved around the grief and healing that occurred at that time.

I found a couple of interesting interviews with her and scrolled down to see a really ridiculous comment,

"Who is this ugly tranny anyway?" and it really hurt to read these words. My friend is an incredibly beautiful person. She wears bookish glasses and has a low voice but is extremely feminine and I just couldn't believe the unkindness.



This comment came from an individual with the word meat in his moniker and was posting from one of those pro-Masculine websites. I guess they don't teach much about being a man at this institution just about how to insult beautiful, talented, authentic and loving women. Sad.

It just reminds me again. There are people like this also.

Friday, April 22, 2011



The four Temperaments

Came about when the first known Greek physician Hippocrates began to look at the human body in a more practical way versus a religious way. Hippocrates began to study the human body and to make his life’s work that of observation of the body and its functions. Using this work and the work of those who came after him a 2nd century Roman physician named Galen came up with the four humours and the temperament names are derived from the names of these fluids.

Sanguine- blood
Phlegmatic-phlegm or mucus
Choleric-gall
Melancholic- black bile

And their relating elements:

Sanguine- air
Choleric- fire
Melancholic-earth
Phlegmatic- water



Story of the four temperaments in my class:

We went on our Second grade nature walk in Great Meadows in the spring after a heavy rain and we got stuck just before the spot on Hawk’s Hill where it had flooded the marsh.

The four temperament responses were:
“I knew this would happen!”- This was the melancholic who began to notice their wet socks.

“Can we eat our snack?” – This was the phlegmatic who found a nice dry sitting spot.

Fascination with the new tadpole population ensued with the sanguine child and they had forgotten all about getting stuck.

And industrious log moving until we are able to cross the marsh was the activity of the choleric child.



What is the Temperament in the human being?

We are born to a family with particular physical traits- these are genetic gifts. How we grow into our bodies and “meet” our bodies depends on what we bring from our “self” which exists from before we were born.

For children, this “coat” that they wear is temporary, so it is important not to label children with a temperament but to be aware of how an individual might meet a certain body if certain elements were strongly evident. It is also of utmost importance to understand that children continually change as development occurs, and in adults the temperament is oriented very differently. This makes completing a temperament judgment futile.

The Temperaments reflect how the child is meeting his/her body, life, soul and spirit.

Sanguine- air- well balanced body, interest in everything, emotional roller coaster, many friends, extrovert (in adults astral body is most present)
In children the etheric is strongly living

Choleric- fire- strong lower body- leader- blustery- worker bee, not so sensitive to others, willful (in adults self-consciousness is most present)
In these children the astral is strongly living

Melancholic- earth- feels things deeply, tall and stooped, pale and feels cold introvert (in adults the physical body is most present)
In these children the self is strongly living

Phlegmatic-water- slow moving- not too interested- objective bystander introvert (in adults the etheric/chi body is most present)
In these children the physical is strongly living

What do we do to help if our students are a little one-sided in their temperament?

Address their temperament during Speech, story time, during challenges, form drawing, and even the way one gives instruction. Here are some teaching tools best suited to temperaments:

Choleric child? She needs to respect those in charge. Give her difficult tasks and keep critics few. Solo work. Have them draw borders around their form drawings.


Poetry Rhythm for the Choleric: Anapest ∪∪⎪

I am monarch of all I survey,
My right there is none to dispute;
From the centre all round to the sea,
I am lord of the fowl and the brute.
(Cowper)


Sanguine Child? Wants to love. They need irregular repetition. Varied tasks. They are socially confident. Artistic. They love the melody of the song, and wind instruments.

Rhythm: Iamb ∪⎪


As night drew on and, from the crest
Of wooded knolls that ridged the west,
The sun, a snow-blown traveler, sank
From sight beneath the smothering bank.
(Whittier)


Melancholic Child? Wants to sympathize with others. Acknowledge their hurts but not overly, be more a witness. Try to illicit compassion. String instruments. Solo singing. Counterpoint in music.

Rhythm: Dactyl ⎪∪∪

THIS is the forest primeval.
The murmuring pines and the hemlocks,
Bearded with moss, and in garments green,
indistinct in the twilight,
(Longfellow)


Phlegmatic Child? Wants to share interest with others. Needs to socialize. Take down the barrier. Surprise. Wake up! Choral singing. Harmony.

Rhythm: Trochee ⎪∪

Tell me not in mournful numbers
Life is but an empty dream
For the soul is dead that slumbers
And things are not what they seem.
(Longfellow)

Thursday, April 21, 2011



The Sonnet:


The sonnet form is old and full of dust
And yet I want to learn to write one well.
To learn new forms and grow is quite a must,
But I will learn it quickly, I can tell.
And so I sit, today, with pen in hand,
Composing three new quatrains with a rhyme.
The rhythm flows like wind at my command.
The A-B-A-B form consumes my time.
But I’m not done until there’s fourteen lines.
One ending couplet, after three quatrains.
I’ve tried to write this new form several times.
The effort’s huge; I have to rack my brain.
But I persist, my fourteen lines now done.
I wrote my poem; my sonnet work is won.
by Denise Rodgers

Choosing an S word was difficult.
I am a STEINER educator so I think about Rudolf Steiner all the time.
I am also a fan of SIMPLICITY PARENTING and refer to the sage advice of Kim Payne constantly.
I live in Singapore which I love to deride mostly because it is hot, humid, and "mind controlled", and other things that are even more about me and my buttons.

Wednesday, April 20, 2011




Who was Rumpelstiltskin?
I mean, obviously he had magical capabilities. And he had a plan. But what was he going to do with the miller's daughter's/king's baby? Take him back into the earth? And what would this accomplish?

So many of the other fairy tales seem obvious in their symbology but who is he?

"Rumpelstiltskin is an odd fellow. Sharing traits of both wild man and witch, he is indeed a rare breed of fairytale figure. It might be said that he represents two opposing attitudes toward paganism: on the one hand, paganism can be thought of as a virtuous and more natural way of life. On the other hand, it may also be associated with a demonic or unnatural lifestyle, one that should be shunned. Rumpelstiltskin does not fit neatly into the typical template for a fairytale fiend. He is a diligent worker, honest and true to his word. He is compassionate for he shows mercy to the queen and allows her to win back her child. We can only laud his priorities and agree with him when he says: “A living thing is more dear to me than all the treasures of the earth.”

This is contrasted with the ignoble king, who loves gold above all else and only marries the miller’s daughter to enrich himself. He admits “Even if she is only a miller’s daughter, I will not find a richer woman in the whole world.”
And the queen might be quick-witted but is not necessarily a principled character. She relinquishes her first-born child because it is expedient and makes sense to her at the time."

From Fairy Tale Channel