Night Groove

This post was formatted to reflect an original journal entry. 11/10/18 I’ve been working through a creative phase. Poetry. Always comes in spates, or surges. Then I rest. Return to Maslow, Rogers. Though, I find myself currently alternating between this post and another shapely piece of poetry. Spent the day in the kitchen. A long, [...]

Autumn Leaves

This post is formatted to reflect an original journal entry. 10/19/2018 Immersing myself in ideas about humanistic education. Rogers, a tremendous resource on holistic learning in A Way of Being (On Becoming a Person, too). Maslow wrote a great deal about his own experiments in humanistic education in his journals. Makes me sad that it [...]

First Recording

This post is formatted to reflect an original journal entry. 9/26/18 It is a peculiar experience, the realization that you are fully and holistically engaged--investing the greater part of your time, energy, and potential--in rediscovering old truths. But, I said that! But, I KNEW THAT! The initial flare of indignation as I learn that all [...]

Late Night Jazz

This post is formatted to reflect an original journal entry. 9/15/18 The day's been dark and peaceful. An hour and a half of yoga. Soft jazz. Writing longhand in my notebook while rain pelts the windows and long gusts of wind rumble through the trees. It's almost time for chamomile tea and a cat in [...]

B-Sides

This post is formatted to reflect an original journal entry. 8/21/18 I find that I am prone to more frequent bouts of spontaneous creative activity lately. This thrills me. Makes me feel soulful. What does that mean, anyway--soulful? Integrated? Aligned? Deeply and holistically expressive? Yes. Back to alignment. Makes me think of the Peterson book. [...]

A Spoonful of Sugar

There is a blackboard on the wall of the office where I write. I reserve its use for questions and concepts that require prolonged reflection. For those particularly elusive or mesmerizing phrases that deserve a wealth of consideration. "Holistic Thinking" now occupies the top third of that space. Scrawled in blue half-cursive and slightly off-center. [...]