Center

This morning was the first morning since the clocks changed that I was able to get out and walk Chaucer before school. It felt so good to be out there, by myself, in the morning air. It was beautiful too. No flies... although, the first black flies of the season appeared at my house this afternoon... not welcome.

Center.

I sometimes think it is some magical thing. When I was younger, I distinctly remember feeling like the world was spinning too fast and that one day I was going to fall off of it. I just remember feeling that everything happened around me and I was thrown to the winds of it all. I don't feel that way anymore, usually, but I still struggle with finding center. For me, it is a feeling of control, of peace and, I don't know... Chi? Like feeling rooted to the ground around me. I felt that way this morning. This could be for a couple big reasons. I am completely current on all correcting. I am through the winter months. I am past MCAS. I am looking at the beginning of the end of the quarter and year.

Getting out in the morning helps me find my center. I am not thrown into my work day and then buffeted by the whims of hundreds of teenagers. It is VERY important in my job to be in control of yourself and the happenings around you. Things can go sidewards incredibly fast during a school day, or even in one class. I am rooted, immovable, I have found my Chi and am centered again.

The picture is of a Catbird that followed me on my walk this morning. They are amazing birds. They can mimic hundreds of other birds' calls, even hawks and predatory birds. Pretty little things...