I'm 36. This fall I feel a little bit like the grown up. I've had kids for 13 years. Sorry kids.
At the same time, my greatest success as a teacher and parent has come from letting go of "being the grown up."
These ideas that ancient traditions discuss, there's reality there.
Pride born out of brokenness is one of the major problems in our world.
The only way to win a war is to kill all of your enemies. All of them. This is the biggest reason they shouldn't be fought.
In Star Trek, do people on earth all get along as a result of having formed an planetary identity as humans?
Holidays are hard for me. I'm starting to learn this. I don't understand how people are supposed to enjoy each other. This is a mountain I need to climb.
There are 14,000 ft peaks to conquer in the minds of our children. Depths to dive into in their hearts. Many, many children are lacking good love in their lives.
Life is sweet, in spite of the misery.
I do not understand affiliations. I do not understand allegiances to faith, race, culture, ethnicity, etc., etc...
I often hope that I'll know when it's my time to die. I hope that I'll be old. I hope that I'll have the opportunity to just walk into Yosemite and die in the arms of the earth. I hope my children will understand.
I should be doing homework and grading right now. I'm drinking a beer instead.
I've learned about 300 new names in the last 4 months. That's not an exaggeration.
I really do want to record an album.
