I enrolled for my summer semester:
Sex and Gender - A Cross-Cultural Perspective
Contemporary Mathematics
Artistic Expression - A Cross-Cultural Perspective
Planning and Finalising the Degree (building my studies towards my B.A. and Masters)
I got my financial aid!
Here is a Name It and Claim It update:
I was not eligible for Pell Grants this year: I EARNED TOO MUCH MONEY THIS YEAR. Cool.
(I am grateful for the Pell Grants I received last year but prefer now to leave the Pell for others who are in need.)
Sunday, March 28, 2010
Sunday, March 21, 2010
Purge: To rid, to clear, to free oneself from a burden.
Spring. Cleaning. Purge. Purging.
I threw out papers from 1999. Old prescriptions for HRT from my doctor at UCSD. Letters of recommendation written by Walden and Rita. I had bags and bags of paper and hauled it downstairs to recycle. And now the files are thinner and contain just enough paper not to make me crazy. I threw away warranties and receipts. I got rid of cassettes I never listen to. Today is the first day of spring. The clouds are hugging the sky.
I feel lighter. I feel light.
I threw out papers from 1999. Old prescriptions for HRT from my doctor at UCSD. Letters of recommendation written by Walden and Rita. I had bags and bags of paper and hauled it downstairs to recycle. And now the files are thinner and contain just enough paper not to make me crazy. I threw away warranties and receipts. I got rid of cassettes I never listen to. Today is the first day of spring. The clouds are hugging the sky.
I feel lighter. I feel light.
Sunday, March 14, 2010
Hal-le-lu-jah: An expression of praise.
Now what in the world. I am in bed on a Sacred Sunday morning and I say hallelujah. The gloriousness of that word. The magic of it. The way it teases the tongue into a strange dance on roof of mouth. It is magic.
I am alive. That is step one. I woke up today. Now what am I gonna do with this day?
There is the basic-ness of it. Eat for fuel. Move my body. Kiss my dog's tummy (essential as the first two).
Then, step two is to prioritise. Today is for enjoyment and for recharging. Today I do only what I want to do. No appointments are taken. There will be no obligations.
I will study. This I know. And I do it willingly. What a revelation. It is fine and sacred to read the chapter on middle childhood and to recognise the difference between Erikson, Piaget and Bandura's theories on the congnitive, the concrete, the mastery of skill. I will also build my Spanish vocabulary and listen to the irregular verbs that when conjugated take a dipthong sound and completely change. I will struggle to write in Spanish. Not because I do not know what to say, but because I am using an Italian keyboard on an Italian computer and this means I must put on the numbers lock and perform a series of fancy alt + combiniation of numerals to get my computer to give me one of these: á, or one of these: Ó.
I will sit and ponder. And watch a film that I have downloaded using the amazing technology that is now at my fingertips. This morning I watched 'Nursery University', a documentary on the struggle to get your preschooler into the 'right' program in New York City. Then, after a bowl of raw oatmeal and banana, I watched 'Bird by Bird', Anne Lamont's story of resurrection and the writer. This inspires me to write this entry. It also reminds me that I want to finish my book. And so I will.
I spend a few minutes on visualisation and breathing. Yes, I do. Yes, I can. Yes, I will.
I spend a lot of time dozing off and the Kindle slips from my hands and falls onto the pillow, goes to sleep itself, until I awaken it by sliding the button to the right.
There is a Wall that surrounds my city and Mart and I pay her a visit. We cruise to the music of bicycle brakes and kids' iPods blasting and a little traffic down below the balluardo. I breathe some more while Martin chases his red ball. He cannot see the colour. And that makes me think about what the world looks like to him.
This morning the electricity was off for several hours and my fresh drink sits unblended in the glass pitcher, blood orange, parsley, pear and apple, chunks of ginger fill my lovely kitchen with a spicy perfume...and I am reminded that there are a lot of people without electricity or potable water. And then I fight with the guilt. And decide to be grateful, more grateful. More breathing.
Kissing Martin's tummy, I sing him a little song about Sacred Sunday.
Happy Monday, Happy Tuesday, Happy Wednesday, Thursday, too.
Happy Friday, Happy Saturday, Sacred Sunday, I love you.
Dear Friends,
It was Annie who wrote that storytelling reveals our humanity. That is what the blog can be. What Facebook can be. It is the modern version of storytelling. And I gladly share my story with you.
Happy Sacred Sunday. Happy to be here.
I am alive. That is step one. I woke up today. Now what am I gonna do with this day?
There is the basic-ness of it. Eat for fuel. Move my body. Kiss my dog's tummy (essential as the first two).
Then, step two is to prioritise. Today is for enjoyment and for recharging. Today I do only what I want to do. No appointments are taken. There will be no obligations.
I will study. This I know. And I do it willingly. What a revelation. It is fine and sacred to read the chapter on middle childhood and to recognise the difference between Erikson, Piaget and Bandura's theories on the congnitive, the concrete, the mastery of skill. I will also build my Spanish vocabulary and listen to the irregular verbs that when conjugated take a dipthong sound and completely change. I will struggle to write in Spanish. Not because I do not know what to say, but because I am using an Italian keyboard on an Italian computer and this means I must put on the numbers lock and perform a series of fancy alt + combiniation of numerals to get my computer to give me one of these: á, or one of these: Ó.
I will sit and ponder. And watch a film that I have downloaded using the amazing technology that is now at my fingertips. This morning I watched 'Nursery University', a documentary on the struggle to get your preschooler into the 'right' program in New York City. Then, after a bowl of raw oatmeal and banana, I watched 'Bird by Bird', Anne Lamont's story of resurrection and the writer. This inspires me to write this entry. It also reminds me that I want to finish my book. And so I will.
I spend a few minutes on visualisation and breathing. Yes, I do. Yes, I can. Yes, I will.
I spend a lot of time dozing off and the Kindle slips from my hands and falls onto the pillow, goes to sleep itself, until I awaken it by sliding the button to the right.
There is a Wall that surrounds my city and Mart and I pay her a visit. We cruise to the music of bicycle brakes and kids' iPods blasting and a little traffic down below the balluardo. I breathe some more while Martin chases his red ball. He cannot see the colour. And that makes me think about what the world looks like to him.
This morning the electricity was off for several hours and my fresh drink sits unblended in the glass pitcher, blood orange, parsley, pear and apple, chunks of ginger fill my lovely kitchen with a spicy perfume...and I am reminded that there are a lot of people without electricity or potable water. And then I fight with the guilt. And decide to be grateful, more grateful. More breathing.
Kissing Martin's tummy, I sing him a little song about Sacred Sunday.
Happy Monday, Happy Tuesday, Happy Wednesday, Thursday, too.
Happy Friday, Happy Saturday, Sacred Sunday, I love you.
Dear Friends,
It was Annie who wrote that storytelling reveals our humanity. That is what the blog can be. What Facebook can be. It is the modern version of storytelling. And I gladly share my story with you.
Happy Sacred Sunday. Happy to be here.
Sunday, February 21, 2010
Assistant: Giving aide. Auxillary.
Our Spanish T.A., Teacher's Assistant, is in Monterey, California and has an Argentine accent. His 'yo' sounds like 'zsho' and every Saturday at 6pm my time, 12 pm in New York and 9 am on the West Coast, he leads us in 45 blissful minutes of oral practice: hablamos en espanol!!!!!
This weekend my Human Development paper was on designing a preschool program for three to five year olds! Heaven. Writing 1800 words on the perfect beginning for little people in a loving, healthy, inspirational world where art and music and yoga are as important as maths and geography and computer science was so much fun! Right down to the very detail of wooden floors, a vegetable garden and wind vane in the back and the foot flush toilet (to avoid germs!)!!!!
I LOVE SCHOOL.
This weekend my Human Development paper was on designing a preschool program for three to five year olds! Heaven. Writing 1800 words on the perfect beginning for little people in a loving, healthy, inspirational world where art and music and yoga are as important as maths and geography and computer science was so much fun! Right down to the very detail of wooden floors, a vegetable garden and wind vane in the back and the foot flush toilet (to avoid germs!)!!!!
I LOVE SCHOOL.
Happy Birthday to me
I will be 51 on Thursday.
I speak two languages and am learning a third.
I live in a charming city in Tuscany and have many jobs I really adore.
I have a nice relationship with my sister, niece and her daughters, my aunts and cousins and my friends manage to love me, too.
I am healthy.
I am happy.
I am Martin's best friend and he is my best friend.
This is sacred Sunday and the sheets are clean, there is fresh fruit and veg in the kitchen and the bells outside are ringing, along with my windchimes. The birthday vine Jennifer gave me for my 45th birthday is blooming tiny, delicate violet flowers.
I have money in the bank, a 4.0 gradepoint average and when I dream, I dream of my travels and sometimes I am flying over Paris or Istanbul.
Marty and I lived in Greenwich Village one summer... and I have celebrated 50 birthdays so far. Wonderful.
Happy Birthday to me.
I speak two languages and am learning a third.
I live in a charming city in Tuscany and have many jobs I really adore.
I have a nice relationship with my sister, niece and her daughters, my aunts and cousins and my friends manage to love me, too.
I am healthy.
I am happy.
I am Martin's best friend and he is my best friend.
This is sacred Sunday and the sheets are clean, there is fresh fruit and veg in the kitchen and the bells outside are ringing, along with my windchimes. The birthday vine Jennifer gave me for my 45th birthday is blooming tiny, delicate violet flowers.
I have money in the bank, a 4.0 gradepoint average and when I dream, I dream of my travels and sometimes I am flying over Paris or Istanbul.
Marty and I lived in Greenwich Village one summer... and I have celebrated 50 birthdays so far. Wonderful.
Happy Birthday to me.
Sunday, February 14, 2010
Focus: Narrowing concentration.
This has been an especially challenging time for me.
I have lost a bit of perspective on work projects that have sucked my energy and my school load is particularly demanding this semester.
Each task holds a certain weight and sometimes I tend to give too much weight to some.
I am learning to focus on what is important to me and leave the rest. I am trying to let go of the stuff I cannot change or affect change on, remembering the things that give me wings and hold promise.
The reading (and writing) I am doing in Human Development is soooooo interesting and I love curling up with Martino, my big, fat text, soft number 4 pencil and notebook. I feel so comfortable in that place!
Spanish is a real trip and I love our Elluminate Saturdays, chatting with our T.A. who lives in Monterey, California and connecting with the students on the East Coast. It is really cool.
I think now is the time for updating my Name It and Claim It Project from September 2009:
I intend to work more with my training agency as an instructor in business English (I earn more per hour in these courses).
I am indeed working even more with my training agency and this has challenged me in so many ways. I am dealing with issues of leadership, communication and self/peer evaluation, in some ways, for the very first time. I am not gonna lie. Sometimes it is a drag. The lesson is to learn the lesson and so, I am always looking for the lesson!
AND I intend to work near home (=less commuting by bus to companies outside my immediate neighbourhood).
I am happy to say that this has come to pass and it is one of the best things about this year.
And, more work with my training agency means I will take less private students,
I continue to turn down students. I am actually working tons of hours as it is and combined with school, I need to achieve some balance in this area.
NOW, TIME FOR NAME IT AND CLAIM IT FOR THE NEXT SIX MONTHS, TESTING THE THEORY!
I INTEND TO THROW MYSELF INTO T.O.Y.F. TRAININGS AND EARN, EARN, EARN WHILE FACILITATING A FABULOUS WORKSHOP I BELIEVE IN.
I INTEND TO CONTINUE GOING TO SCHOOL (SUMMER, TOO) AND GET GOOD GRADES WHILE FINDING THE BALANCE BETWEEN WORK,SCHOOL AND LIFE.
I INTEND TO CONTINUE TAKING CARE OF MY BODY AND ENJOY THE BENEFITS OF FIT AND HEALTHY.
I INTEND TO DEVELOP MY GAME, A PROJECT THAT I HAVE BEEN THINKING ABOUT FOR A YEAR AND WISH TO REALISE BY SEPTEMBER 2010.
I INTEND TO FIND JOY IN EVERY, SINGLE DAY, TO REALLY HEAR THE WINDCHIMES OUTSIDE MY FRENCH DOORS, TO TEND MY GARDEN, TO BE IN THE MOMENT.
We make the world with our thoughts.
Imagine a world where everyone follows their bliss.
P.S. I love Joseph Campbell
I have lost a bit of perspective on work projects that have sucked my energy and my school load is particularly demanding this semester.
Each task holds a certain weight and sometimes I tend to give too much weight to some.
I am learning to focus on what is important to me and leave the rest. I am trying to let go of the stuff I cannot change or affect change on, remembering the things that give me wings and hold promise.
The reading (and writing) I am doing in Human Development is soooooo interesting and I love curling up with Martino, my big, fat text, soft number 4 pencil and notebook. I feel so comfortable in that place!
Spanish is a real trip and I love our Elluminate Saturdays, chatting with our T.A. who lives in Monterey, California and connecting with the students on the East Coast. It is really cool.
I think now is the time for updating my Name It and Claim It Project from September 2009:
I intend to work more with my training agency as an instructor in business English (I earn more per hour in these courses).
I am indeed working even more with my training agency and this has challenged me in so many ways. I am dealing with issues of leadership, communication and self/peer evaluation, in some ways, for the very first time. I am not gonna lie. Sometimes it is a drag. The lesson is to learn the lesson and so, I am always looking for the lesson!
AND I intend to work near home (=less commuting by bus to companies outside my immediate neighbourhood).
I am happy to say that this has come to pass and it is one of the best things about this year.
And, more work with my training agency means I will take less private students,
I continue to turn down students. I am actually working tons of hours as it is and combined with school, I need to achieve some balance in this area.
NOW, TIME FOR NAME IT AND CLAIM IT FOR THE NEXT SIX MONTHS, TESTING THE THEORY!
I INTEND TO THROW MYSELF INTO T.O.Y.F. TRAININGS AND EARN, EARN, EARN WHILE FACILITATING A FABULOUS WORKSHOP I BELIEVE IN.
I INTEND TO CONTINUE GOING TO SCHOOL (SUMMER, TOO) AND GET GOOD GRADES WHILE FINDING THE BALANCE BETWEEN WORK,SCHOOL AND LIFE.
I INTEND TO CONTINUE TAKING CARE OF MY BODY AND ENJOY THE BENEFITS OF FIT AND HEALTHY.
I INTEND TO DEVELOP MY GAME, A PROJECT THAT I HAVE BEEN THINKING ABOUT FOR A YEAR AND WISH TO REALISE BY SEPTEMBER 2010.
I INTEND TO FIND JOY IN EVERY, SINGLE DAY, TO REALLY HEAR THE WINDCHIMES OUTSIDE MY FRENCH DOORS, TO TEND MY GARDEN, TO BE IN THE MOMENT.
We make the world with our thoughts.
Imagine a world where everyone follows their bliss.
P.S. I love Joseph Campbell
Thursday, February 4, 2010
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