Welcome to Human, Writing--which is exactly as it sounds with the added bonus of a pun now that I am immersed in human rights education. My former classroom-centered posts will remain archived for as long as the internet lasts or at least for as long as I remember to pay my website renewal fees. :)
This title, Human, Writing speaks to me on a number of levels. I didn't think of it--my husband did. He offered it up the minute I mentioned that I was refreshing my website. I love that he still views me as a writer amid all of my other roles: wife, mother, etc. I'm anxious to post here about my work with human rights education which I've been doing full time since June. The title is apt in that way too. It also resonates with me as a former teacher. Since completing my final year of teaching this past May, I've begun to feel more human.
By this I mean that I have a new luxury of time--which is not to say that I'm not busy each day with my work as the director of Rock Your World, but it is profoundly different. I'm able to daydream and think about my writing life and life in general in a space that isn't compressed between the early am pressures of grading, lesson planning, regimented days/schedules, meetings all ending with evenings filled with family obligations.
Soon, I'll write about the magical path that led me to my new job and give all kinds of details about my non profit, Creative Visions. Trust that the path was hard won. Know that from 2010 to 2016 I was maintaining a full time teaching position along with three other jobs. (oh hey, recession) Last May my heart raced at the thought of leaving the classroom, so I began to consider my final year of teaching as my own graduation of sorts.
I'm breathing through so many exciting transitions right now.
In the spring of 2019, my husband, daughter, and I will relocate to California. My son will remain in Arizona as he prepares for his junior year of college. My brother and mother will be here for him and luckily, the flight is only 90 minutes long. It's what makes this feasible for me as his mom.
I find myself living out of a suitcase and averaging 2-3 trips a month to Malibu where my office is located. Of course, that makes my new job seem like even more of an adventure. I've been busy walking the coast in between leading teacher trainings, youth summits and facilitating events such as a recent human rights immersion camp for teens.
It's so good to be a human, writing.