We had our 6th snow day yesterday and a 2 hour delay this morning. I never thought I'd get tired of snow days, but I think I'm there.
I've discovered (my OLW) that writing and moving are two ways that I can be kind to myself. Instead of going to work out this morning where bright lights and music fill the room, I decided to go out for a walk. Even though it was cold outside, the blanket of white lured me to come out. I decided not to take my phone along...I wanted no distractions because lately I find myself yearning for more quiet time.
The snow was falling gently, the sun was trying its hardest to peek out from the clouds, and the birds were singing. Peaceful quietness surrounded me. I was alone with my thoughts. It was what I wanted and needed to start my day.
I bought a new journal for myself too. Lately, all of my writing is done on my laptop or iPad. I lost the feel for writing by hand in a journal. I'm reading (and writing from) A Writer's Book of Days: A Spirited Companion and Lively Muse for the Writing Life. I find it's guiding me in writing for myself and giving me some different ways to think about and play with words. And it's fun!
Now, I must dash. I need to get ready for 25 fourth graders who will be piling into Room 114 in less than an hour, ready to talk about more snow day fun.