Saturday, November 10, 2007

Martinmas

OK, I am not really blogging about Martinmas. I am only noting that the last time I wrote, it was before Michaelmas, and here it is, time for Martinmas! Self-flagelation, or however you spell it. And yet I am in a space where I can (relatively) simply give thanks for being involved with work where celebrating the festivals is important . And what a joy that Lucia is being drawn into festival life.

I yearn for "do-overs." I wish I had been able to bring these festivals, this conscious rhythm of life to my own children. Can I learn to accept my deep failings and be grateful for the foundation that my Mennonite upbringing did manage to help root my children in something beyond the personal?

Leaving that aside, what about these first months of this second year in Waldorf-land? I was going to blog almost every day. What a laugh! I am already several weeks behind in the minutes for the College of Teachers. Grrrrrrrr.

Labimmel, Labammal, Laboom.

Laurie Clark (Denver, WECAN) was here this past week. She is adamant that we assistants get a break before naptime. My enforced break led to my going to the school library and checking out a couple of books. The Jeanette Winterson novel regarding Time (I forget the title) is lovely, and I am addicted.

Labimmel, Labammal, Laboom.

I brought leftover soup to the faculty lounge today. This is a loving gesture that is appreciated, I am finding. Terry has been doing this for a while now, and I am grateful for her encouragement. (Our kids have been eating so much of the soup that heretofore I have never had enough to bring. But I will try to make extra to have enough to share.)