How many times have I been here, right along with you. My thoughts twisted into injustices and corruption, real and imagined, slights festering inside the incessant blabber of consciousness. Oh! how do we recover? yet we do. After the fear comes silence, breath returns. Look far, look to the horizon, past that impenetrable forest, pastContinue reading “Yet we do”
I grew up in the Commonwealth of Virginia, a beautiful state, that has been graced by nature with areas of truly awe-inspiring geography. From the tidal waters of the Chesapeake Bay to the endless ribbons of wooded mountains and valleys stretching down its spine. In 1783, Thomas Jefferson traveled to Harper’s Ferry (then Virginia) andContinue reading “Worth so much more”
Tomorrow I begin my 18th year of teaching. Roughly 1,800 students can say that I attempted to teach them. I’ve grown an immeasurable amount since that first period bell rung so many years ago. Summer break has come to an end. It really came together, much accomplished, much learned and the experiences I lived throughContinue reading “Summer Ends”
Today’s reading in Ryan Holiday’s Daily Stoic dealt with recognizing joy. We often live in constant hunger for more, something we don’t currently have. Imagine that, with the blink of an eye, you have all that you desire. Would it be joyous? Bliss? What if we have already achieved joy, but desire masks the symptoms?Continue reading “Do we know what joy looks like?”
This past weekend Whitefish hosted the first Under the Big Sky music festival. On almost every level, musically, organizationally, socially and any other metric you could think of this event was nearly perfect.
One of the best parts of Spring in the Flathead Valley is the slow opening of the Going To The Sun Road inside Glacier National Park. As the National Park Service works to plow and remove the snow to Logan Pass, the road is open to cyclist only. And so for roughly two months unparalleledContinue reading “THIS MUST BE THE PLACE”
From 2002 to 2004 I taught at Paul VI Catholic High School in Fairfax City, Virginia. Though I only lived a few miles from the school the commute was ridiculously long. I was a first year teacher, exhausted and anxious, that long half hour on the way too and from school would allow my idleContinue reading “Montana”
I will never have this night again. Never again will this moment be here. Never again should we trust our time with those who would waste it.
Though it is winter, cold and still today, summer is coming. Plan now for adventures in the backcountry
A friend gave me a copy of “Stranger in the Woods: The Extraordinary Story of the Last True Hermit” by Michael Finkel. This quick read is a narrative account of Christopher Knight’s 2o plus years of living in solitude near a central Maine lake. Knight lived within walking distance of hundreds of vacation cabins but camouflagedContinue reading “Stranger in the Woods”