Writings

  • How to Live in Troubled Times

    How to Live in Troubled Times

    The Enduring Question As I walk through my neighborhood this morning, I’m grappling with a persistent and complex question: How do we go on in a time of rising authoritarianism, persecution, and diminishing freedoms? I’ve found a few partial answers in my past walks. The first is to find solace in the perfection of nature,…

  • Rethinking My Classroom in the Age of AI and Distraction

    Rethinking My Classroom in the Age of AI and Distraction

    Today’s walk through my neighborhood stirred up a familiar question that’s been pressing on me: How do I teach in this new age—where artificial intelligence is ubiquitous and attention is scattered across screens? Over the past two years, I’ve watched a shift unfold in my classroom. Even my most engaged students now arrive with divided…

  • Life’s Breaking Moments

    Life’s Breaking Moments

    Good morning. Today is Tuesday, July 22, 2025. I’m out on my morning walk. It’s a warm one, probably already in the low 80s, but a mild breeze is a welcome relief. As I walk, I’m greeted by a flock of blackbirds. I’ve always been fascinated by crows—their intelligence and the old stories about them.…

  • Morning Reflection: Embracing Questions and Finding Wonder

    Morning Reflection: Embracing Questions and Finding Wonder

    The Oklahoma July sun is already high, promising a near 100-degree day. But as I take my morning walk, a gentle 10 mph breeze provides a welcome reprieve, reminding me of life’s small blessings. It’s Monday, and my mind feels like a hodgepodge of thoughts, but I want to share some reflections that have been…

  • My Journey with Yoga: 30 Years of Strength, Balance, and Finding My Center

    My Journey with Yoga: 30 Years of Strength, Balance, and Finding My Center

    Journal Entry July 18, 2025 It’s a beautiful Friday morning, and I’m on my second walk of the day, soaking up the summer before I head back to school next month. The thought of losing this morning ritual of two consecutive walks is bittersweet, but it’s a sacrifice for what pays the bills. My mind,…