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Wishing-for-Inspiration Wednesday

My boss noted recently that Wednesday is a challenging day for me. It might be the day when my weekly sleep deprivation starts to catch up with me and I know that I still have another day of lecture yet to come for the week. It could be a number of variables. Al I’m aware of is the exhaustion of a half week’s worth of lectures, paperwork, and the million other tasks that seem to catch up with me about midweek.

It occurred to me that I hadn’t posted a blog in over a month, and that’s a by-product of working constantly on the textbook that I’ve co-written for publication this fall. We’re in the midst of pre-production work that amazes me with the sheer volume of requests and how tired I am when they’re done.

The good news is that life is becoming progressively more stable and happy with each passing week. My husband and children are  growing happier and relaxing into our life here.  I’ve been informed that my job is secure for the next couple of years and that I’m among the best teachers in the world (not a formal ranking, mind you)…but I still question my abilities from time to time. Damn impostor syndrome…and all the people who were so threatened by me that they tried to put me down. This place is healing a lot of accumulated wounds, from the obvious ones (like my knee) to the hidden ones.

So what’s my inspiration today? Maybe it’s the contented silence of my happy family and kitty that has the inspiration.

Or maybe it’s the joy in these sweet faces.

First time at our new Six Flags

It took me 46 years, but…

I finally understand the joy of spring. Ok, maybe I’m a slow learner on this one.  For me, spring has always meant a few different things (depending on where I was living):

1. The beginning of oppressive humidity

2. Pollen everywhere that both gives off a lovely golden sheen, but also sticks to everything

3. The precursor to unbearable heat

4. The time to pick weeds, clean up the detritus from the winter, and try to plant flowers without killing them

This evening, I had to run a quick errand that involved walking outside for a short while. When I first got out of my car, my first thought was  an odd feeling like the first evening when you are out camping:the  total joy of being on vacation, a slight smell of wood smoke, and the sense that all is right and good. I puzzled over why I would feel like this as I walked toward my destination. After all, it was about 30-ish degrees, snow is still a dominant feature in the landscape, and it clearly isn’t camping weather.

When I completed the errand and went back outside, the meaning of the odd feeling struck me. I realized that for the first time in several months, birdsong punctuated the post-sunset evening. I could hear owls hooting to each other. Although I cannot identify why, it smelled like the earth was coming back to life after its long winter sleep.  I could smell the new growth just starting to come to life around me. And it occurred to me:

This is what spring should be.

I wanted to spend more time outside to listen to the sounds of life all around me, but the chilly air quickly reminded me that my jacket was hanging on the back of a chair at home instead of being on my body. I had to drink in the life for the brief period I had before I became too uncomfortable in the chilly sunset air. So far since moving here, fall was amazing in its vibrant colors, winter was glorious in its brilliant white majesty, and spring is…

If  there is a heaven on earth, this is the place

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