You're Way Down You're Full Of Something

This image is a detail from an installation "what do you dream about at night" featured at Artprize.
Though I didn't have time to look at each individual jar, I love the concept. Dreams in jars.
I feel like I have been living in my dreams the past few weeks. In dreams anything is possible, I love that aspect of dreams. One third of a day can go absolutely any way your mind thinks it should go. It is not always good, but most of the time it is wonderful and beautiful.
The absolute beauty is that it belongs to only you.

I Think It's Strange You Never Knew

I have been MIA here on my blog the past week. Of course work is taking up much more of my time right now, but I am also feeling a lack of inspiration these days. Maybe it is just a transitional period. Once the leaves change and I have settled into the routine perhaps my creative mojo will resurface.
It seems I have faded into myself.

TWOsday : 6

Amusement

Waiting

It's the little things you miss when you're underneath it all

~City and Color

Carry Me

flashes bringing on

my open eyes to lightning storms

the touch of mist

felt soft felt warm on my face

~Sun Kill Moon

TWOsday : 5

Laborious

Tomorrow is the day that I return to work and begin my 13th year of teaching, with a more than fair contract. I would like to thank the members of our negotiating team who spent their summer fighting for what is fair, and standing strong against what was not.

Happy Labor Day!

Loves Me Not...

Loves Me.

I have been having a hard time resolving recently that some people may not be happy with me, and therefore see me as less than a wonderful person.
I understand that you can not please everyone or live up to their expectations. I have never in my life set out to intentionally harm anyone, it is just not in my nature.
This week I received a comment in an e-mail "...you are a kind and wonderful human being" in regards to accommodations for a student. I realized in that moment that all the negativity someone may hold against me doesn't matter, because I know that when it comes to being a good person in the most sincere situations, I've got it covered.

Our Hearts Were Ringing...

In the key that our souls were singing

September by Eath,, Wind and Fire