Memories and Tiny Bottles
Look back? I do. No longer with regrets but to find those moments I’m grateful for. Does it trigger a river of uncomfortable memories? It can. It has. But I let them flow by, except for the happy notes addressed to me rolled up in tiny bottles. Those I fish
Frozen with fear?
Every single problem we face today is the building material of a purposeful life. Each pose an opportunity to improve something that needn’t be. The status quo remains only because those with the gifts to change it stay frozen in unjustifiable fear. So let me help melt that fear away.
Do you stop for rainbows?
Yesterday evening, returning from an impromptu drive into a foothill community for dinner, I couldn’t help but pull the car over to the side of the road so we could take in the rainbow forming over the hills. But my real reason was to await a surprise downpour that I
Teasing With My Curiosity
What writing does for me. It clears my mind. Sharpens my thinking. And deepens my understanding. It’s how I entertain the foggy notions always teasing with my curiosity.
Can’t Hear Myself Laughing
I met up with a teacher friend last night that I hadn’t seen for quite awhile and she asked me how I was getting along. I said, “Well, I’m getting a little more deaf, losing a little more hair, and I’m not as good looking as I used to be.
Practicing in Public
I’ve grown accustomed to experimenting with ideas in public. Those who know me know that is true. To be honest, it grates on my perfectionist tendencies, but it’s been great for my personal growth. “Hi. I’m Bryan, and I’m a recovering perfectionist.” 😎 Year after year as a teacher, even