The Slice of Life March Writing Challenge @ Two Writing Teachers – 31 days of a writing community.
Some every day rituals exist to re-orient and anchor us, to let us know that however unpredictable and chaotic life can sometimes be, we can find our way back.
In the Spring and Summer, I garden. There is something so healing about clearing flower beds, tending to new shoots, nurturing what comes up, and finding new space to start the cycle again.
Weeding, watering, pruning, planting: the rituals of gardening. No matter what may be swirling around in my world or the larger world, the moment I don my gardening gloves and assemble my wheelbarrow and all its attending equipment (spades, trowels, fertilizer, seedlings), I know that just being out there working with the earth will set my mind at ease. And, somewhere between getting myself organized for gardening and finishing up the job of the day, I find that I have settled my thinking, found the way out of a problem, figured out the next step in a journey.
During the school year, that ritual is often my almost-nightly salad making sessions. I love assembling all the jewel colored items I can find in my refrigerator, and deciding which combinations of what to use. Chopping, dicing, peeling, slicing: the rituals of salad crafting. No matter what may be muddling my thoughts about what to teach, how to teach, and which students need what kind of help, the moment I begin working I feel a sense of calm and order restored.
And, somewhere between washing the lettuce and choosing the dressing, I find that I have plotted the way through the day ahead, and weighed out options and come to some decisions.
Spring, Summer or the school year, most often I find my way forward in the most ordinary way.