August is the time of year when teachers begin to plan, work and get ready for the year ahead. I am re-engaging in my Montessori Training, and getting ready to take on the role os Assistant in a Montessori classroom. My husband is helping me to carve out the time I need on Saturdays to write and work. So here I am, sitting in my basement office, creating the bones of an album and fleshing out the pieces to make it whole. Album 1: Philosophy. What is Montessori?
When I first began my training two years ago, I never imagined the journey that was beginning. The spiritual preparation of the teacher is something Montessori wrote often about in her books. But I didn’t realize that preparation would include becoming completely obsessed, then detaching from the obsession, and then reigniting the spark. But as any spiritual journey goes, there must be periods of complete faith, and periods of questioning and doubt. I return to this work now, having gone through both, with a healthy dose of each. I believe in the Montessori method as a wonderful way to inspire and ignite learning. I am wary of the tendency for the method to be taken too strictly into practice. I am weary of becoming obsessive with order and correctness. My hope for the continuation of this journey is to balance the beautiful ideals of Montessori, with a modern understanding of children and their needs.
I’ll be going in to help set-up the classroom soon. In the meantime, I’m creating job cards, writing papers, and studying for my philosophy exam. Not to mention balancing the role of mama to two young boys. These August days will be busy. And the rush of back to school will be in full swing in just a few short weeks. It’s been a few years since I have felt it. I find now that it feels more like a calm excitement, less of a frenzy. Maybe that has to do with age and experience, and the welcome realization that school is not life, that education happens without much effort, and that all will be as it needs to be without me having to force anything.
Here’s to a balanced year.
I stepped outside this evening to snap some quick photos. We just had our roof redone (company plug in photo). It’s a project we’ve wanted to do since we moved in 7 years ago. The former roof was growing moss, which I thought was rather quaint, but my hubby insisted was bad news. So after 7 years of putting the project off, we finally made the move. Why? Curb appeal. And I have to say, it’s lovely, as far as roofs go.
The late summer hydrangea are perhaps more up my alley. This year I finally learned not to prune the bushes. This style of gardening is a-ok in my book. Minimal work = maximum beauty. The blues and lavenders of these flowers are almost cemented in my mind as July flowers as much as the orange Tiger Lillies that bloomed outside my childhood home right around my birthday. These are the things that sell a home for me.
So what’s all this talk of curb appeal and house selling? I thought this was a post about a homestead? It is. As I mentioned in my first Vlog, we’re on the lookout for land, a spot to build our forever home sweet home. A spot to raise chickens, and kiddos, grow vegetables and humans…a spot just like this one actually, just with more land, less house (yes less!) and maybe even a cow or two. (Our backyard is lovely as you’ll see, but it’s more equipped for a friendly golden dog than a cow).
So as I was snapping photos, I started thinking about all the steps we have taken in the past few years, and all the steps still on the path, to being ready to sell our sweet little home. It’s not an easy decision to sell. We love our house, we love love our hood, and the past 7 years of our life have taken form within these plot lines. In fact, we likely won’t sell unless the conditions are just right. But I got to thinking… what if one of those just right conditions was being able to find a buyer for our home who would love it just as much as we do? What if that buyer was someone we know? Or a friend of a someone we know? What if it was you?
Anyhoo, these are just thoughts. And like late summer tomatoes I think I’ll just let them hang on the vine and ripen a bit longer. Soon it will be on to the next project in the ever present list of things to do to be ready to sell. But for now, I’ll pause for a moment to just admire. These little glimpses, this fresh look, at where we’ve been, how far we’ve come, and where we’ll dream of making our home sweet homestead next.