So there I was zooming down the neural pathways and superhighways of my brain and I remembered that I'd seen somewhere that the insides of our brains look remarkably like the vastness of the universe.
Mysteries
Math+Science+History: Unraveling the Mysteries. With a big shout-out to The Bare Naked Ladies and their theme-song for The Big Bang Theory. These are my Monday Thoughts.
Invite the New Kid to Sit at Your Table
Then he said, “I sent a message out to the friend group that I’m inviting a new kid to eat lunch with us tomorrow. One of the friends responded, ‘Everybody be nice. Make sure he feels included. Don’t let him feel left out.’”
“Can Music Save Your Mortal Soul…”
I love how much art and music envelop us at every turn, and how the boys have learned to channel their own feelings through art and music to take the edge off of some of those overpowering emotions. They know they are not alone in their highs and lows, because they listen to musicians who can speak their pains or their joys and allow their listeners to feel the connection and the parallels.
The Painted Ladies
They were the original reason I fell in love with San Francisco in the first place. I saw a 2” x 2” picture of these houses in black and white in an encyclopedia when I was 14, and fell head over heels in love with a city I knew nothing about.
Music Heard so Deeply, That it is Not Heard at All
For most of us, there is only the unattended Moment, the moment in and out of time, The distraction fit, lost in a shaft of sunlight, The wild thyme unseen, or the winter lightning Or the waterfall, or music heard so deeply That it is not heard at all, but you are the music While the music lasts. *T.S. Eliot, line from The Dry Salvages, out of Four Quartets
Tears Cresting and Falling – Moved by Literature and Theatre
So, tears come easily perhaps. And the pain others put into story form, to allow others to see into their world, see what their challenges and struggles were, see what they rose up from, what brought them to their knees - I feel these things deeply.
While My Guitar Gently Weeps
So, within a week of one another, both my 13yo and my 16yo have had their hearts broken. They process things very differently. My youngest is open with me. My older one is shut down. I want so much to help, but know I have to let them have their feelings. Their dad is great … Continue reading While My Guitar Gently Weeps
They Don’t Want What We Want, by Asking Alexandra
Do you listen intently to the words of songs your kids listen to - the stations, the kinds of music they like?
Gearing up for Art Excursions Again
When the kids were smaller, we did Art Excursions on a regular basis. We have been thinking about gearing up for doing that again. We all are fed by art in various ways. We seek out and find things to do with our creative brains and hands. Tonight wasn't exactly an excursion. It was dinner … Continue reading Gearing up for Art Excursions Again
Before These Moments Slip Away
par·a·dox noun \ˈper-ə-ˌdäks, ˈpa-rə-\ : something (such as a situation) that is made up of two opposite things and that seems impossible but is actually true or possible Ben went through a Phantom of the Opera phase a while back, after reading a kid version of the story at school, and made the mask, and … Continue reading Before These Moments Slip Away
Grey in the Greyness of Dawn
"Slowly, almost hesitatingly, the train moved on as if it wanted to spare its passengers the dreadful realization as long as possible: Auschwitz!"With the progressive dawn, the outlines of an immense camp became visible: long stretches of several rows of barbed wire fences; watch towers; searchlights; and long columns of ragged human figures, grey in … Continue reading Grey in the Greyness of Dawn
Primitive Brain – Fight or Flight – and Homework
Because Ben and I are both artists, and experience a large range of emotions, we've had to learn about anger and how to handle it, manage it, subdue it, understand it and live with it. We each have a tendency to fly off the handle and we've had to study the Primitive Brain otherwise … Continue reading Primitive Brain – Fight or Flight – and Homework
When School Gets it Right
"I hate School," is not the first thing out of my kids mouths when I pick them up anymore. "Guess what I did in Specials today," is what comes tumbling out in an excited jumble and fight to see who gets to talk first. Specials is the ingenious program started this school year that brings art … Continue reading When School Gets it Right
Magic Dragons and Refusing to Grow Up
Today, Bean and I had some errands to run, and I chose the Pandora Station "Peter, Paul and Mommy" for our musical background. We sang along to Feed the Birds, from Mary Poppins, and some Simon & Garfunkel, a little John Denver, songs from The Sound of Music and we sang Puff the Magic Dragon … Continue reading Magic Dragons and Refusing to Grow Up
Thousand Hands Dance
Unbelievable precision. This is mesmerizing. We watched this on Thursday for Theater and Dance night.
Exploring Russia
It was time for Wonders of the World Wednesday, and I called the boys from my room. They came rushing in to see what we would look at together tonight. I told them to hop up on my bed, and the three of us, on our stomachs, with feet up in the air behind … Continue reading Exploring Russia
EAT ART Series Might Tempt our Kids to Consider Art School
Last night for Monday - Murals, we started out with this series of murals from the article Fun New Murals by ROA Utilize Tunisia's Domed Architecture, then checked out 30 Wonderful Examples of Large Scale Street Art Murals! The boys were blown away by the talent displayed in these murals. They couldn't get over … Continue reading EAT ART Series Might Tempt our Kids to Consider Art School
How I Became Content Creator for my Kids on the Information Super Highway
The thing is, the world of the internet is exciting and terrific and mind-blowing and brilliant. It can also be terrifying. My kids got hand-me-down phones that were so worthless, and non-functional that my husband and I had bought new ones for ourselves. Somehow, as soon as they were in our kids' possession, they … Continue reading How I Became Content Creator for my Kids on the Information Super Highway
Astounded by all the Kissing in Math
Once again, I will start by saying I didn't always love Math. I struggled with it, and couldn't figure out how I would ever need it in a life of creative pursuit. Then I had children. Those children are creators in their own rights - with structure and form and spatial relationships. My kids build … Continue reading Astounded by all the Kissing in Math
Slowly it Dawns on Me
Painted by Bean three years ago, when he was Four. It should have dawned on me sooner that this may be his thing.As I was hanging the boys jeans up to dry yesterday, I noticed that on every one of Bean's pants - whether school clothes or grungy jeans - there are paint splatters and smears. … Continue reading Slowly it Dawns on Me
Muzzles, Snouts or Beaks
Yesterday, on the way to music lessons, there was a lively conversation in the car between my six-year old and my nine-year old about whether the word muzzle and snout could be used interchangeably. Ben is a huge reader, and he was saying that a writer will use muzzle instead of snout sometimes, and … Continue reading Muzzles, Snouts or Beaks
Where to from here?
For the last week, I've been mulling over the reckless idea of a Singleness of Purpose. It floors me, the thought. I've been wondering about it almost nonstop - as if the quest for a Singleness of Purpose has been my purpose lately. Who are the people who seem to have one? People who dedicate … Continue reading Where to from here?
Transition Time
It has been a while since I wrote anything here. I have to admit I've been a little discouraged and down, perhaps in a bit of a depression for the last couple of weeks. Despite all my best intentions, we have decided to put Ben back into regular school. He is doing well. He missed … Continue reading Transition Time
Books, Bookshelves, Gluttony, Desire, and Breakdowns
Yesterday, I shared this update on my personal Facebook page: I have a problem. I am not a civilized reader. I read like a glutton or a hoodlum - gobbling what I can from as many books as I can all at the same time. It's a disaster. It is not calm. It is not … Continue reading Books, Bookshelves, Gluttony, Desire, and Breakdowns
