For most of my adult life I’ve been caught between the extremes of brassy honesty and hyper-introversion. To break it down: I rarely offer information, but if you ask, I don’t spare much. I’ve learned to be accountable for what I say.
This blog turns the tables. No one is asking, and anything I share is drawn into the public ether of the internets. That’s why this is post #5 and the first you’ve seen of it on Facebook or any similar site. I’ve been a bit afraid.
Today I remind myself that fear is the mind-killer, the little-death. I’ve made the first truly courageous decision of my life, and I’m ready to share it. Starting in June, I’ll be doing life differently. No more 9-to-5 (let’s be real, educators: 6-to-zero-dark-thirty). I want to live artfully, wholly. When my contract ends with GDPS, I won’t be returning to the school site. To any school site. In the upcoming year, I will be taking time for contemplation, personal growth and wellness. Any work I do will either be in barter, telecommuting, or through my small consulting (soon to be in existence!) business, Sage & True.
I’m still working out what a slower life will look like. I’ve spent the better part of this spring break trying to figure it out. While I can’t account for the whole of it, the parts surely contain sunlight, poetry and laughter. And it’s really about time.
I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death…I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me…Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain.
— Frank Herbert’s Dune