Oh, do not ask, “What is it?” Let us go and make our visit.

This pretty much sums it up. http://www.elephantjournal.com/2013/10/my-fck-it-list-kathleen-emmets/

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You can do with this, or you can do with that

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Here’s a little comparison of what I brought to and from work daily as a teacher and what will be tagging along with me when start my new job tomorrow.

I don’t think I’ve even written about my new job yet. I’ve left my position as special education teacher to become an Outreach Administrator in Humane Education and Volunteer Services at a local humane society. I feel particularly blessed to have been given this opportunity, as I’m an ethical vegan (it was my four year vegan anniversary this week) and consider animal rights a major focus in my life and belief system. I’m thrilled at the prospect of getting to work with animals and the people who care about them.

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It’s like learning a new language

IEP, NEA, TAM, DESE, DOE, MCAS, 504-had enough? No! MAP, RATA, SWBAT, LD, ESL, ELL, ADD, ADHD, IDEA, NCLB, OCD, ODD (this one is baaadddd), OT, PT, PDD, PTSD, SPED, ETL, LTM (I never even knew what this one meant), WIAT, WJIII, WISC, ED, FBA, GED, GRE
These are just a few of the acronyms that I speak on a regular basis as a special education teacher. It’s so strange to know that I’ll be leaving this world behind in just five days. I’ve been trying to honestly assess what I’ll  miss about teaching. It’s a short list.
1) I’ll miss my beautiful commute. Daily, I pass a llama farm, an alpaca farm, and a little wooded spiritual retreat center. No highways!
2) The nerdy part of me will miss the strategies used for instruction that I’ve both studied and developed over the years. I’ll miss the formulaic approach to teaching that I’ve grown to master.
3) I’ll miss my free teacher subscription to Yes! Magazine 😦
4) I’ll miss witnessing the kindness and innocence of the teenagers at the school I work in now. My faith in young people is now restored. They’ve impressed me a great deal, and I’m a better person for having known them.
5) My co-workers. They gave me a beautiful send off and made sure to show support and understanding of my decision to leave.
That’s it! What I wont miss? That would be a book-not a blog post!
As I was running and listening to Interpol the other day these lyrics left me feeling inspired about my change:
It’s like learning a new language
As we catch up on my mind
If you don’t bring up those lonely parts
This could be a good time
It’s like learning a new language
We’ll collect those lonely parts
And set them down
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Something I’ve never regretted

In my somewhat obsessive and constant reading of Elephant Journal, I came upon Jillian Locke’s blog, Radiant Devotion. I so was pleased to see that she wrote a post on running. Through the messiness I’ve encountered in the past few years, running has become a real friend to me. I don’t always like it, I have to push myself to do it (today ALL I wanted to do was eat bread in bed after work), and I’ve have had to make some necessary adjustments in order to ensure that running was something that benefited me rather than caused me pain.

When I run, I feel boundlessly capable and creative in my thought patterns. I’ve conjured up some of my best ideas while running and have been clobbered by some pretty intense feelings and realizations that may not have surfaced otherwise. Some alternate headspace opens and emerges when I run, and through this I’ve learned a lot about myself.

Through dealing with a health condition that sometimes makes me wish I could inhabit a different body, running has alerted me to the fact that my body, even with its faults is still strong and able. Running has allowed me to make peace with my body during moments when I might have otherwise been really angry with it.

In thinking about why running has become such an integral piece in terms of maintaining feelings of self worth and identity-I realized something. Running is something that I can do all by myself. I don’t need anything or anyone to do it. I can do it no matter what state of mind I’m in-and man, is it a quick and simple cure for a bad day at work. And, sometimes I can even manage to get out there if I’m not feeling well-sometimes, I HAVE to do it when I’m not feeling so well. I think Jillian Locke says it best in her post Why I Run: “But to run is to rely on nothing else but ourselves. To run is to put complete confidence and stock into this bag of bones we were all given and transform it into a well-oiled machine, pushing it to the most extreme limits of what we can physically and mentally handle. We run to test ourselves and our endurance, to see exactly what we’re capable of. We run to hear the answers to our questions. We run to connect with our divinity.”

I’m thinking about this-after a run, I’ve never wished I hadn’t gone, hadn’t pushed myself to get outside and just let myself move. How many things that we do can we say that about?

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