At The Crossroads
Walking with Carly to the park today, I realized that my anxiety had disappeared. The warm sun was bouncing off the freshly watered leaves after five years of drought in California. Emerald green grass rolled over the hills. My forehead, ...
Nipping The Roots Of Violence
What are little boys made of?Snips and snailsAnd puppy-dogs’ tailsAnd what are little girls made of?Sugar and spiceAnd everything nice… Really? Carly, just now 2.5 years young, went to her first birthday party today and was surrounded by ten to ...
Experience
Experience “Experience isn’t the best teacher. Experience is the only teacher, experiences to give names to.”Bev Bos, one of the most respected early childhood educators of our time. In our increasingly virtual world Bev’s insight is golden. Each word is ...
Too much happiness?
The everyday miracles happen so fast. It’s hard to catch them. Carly is 2.4 years young and communicating with my wife and with Barbora, our au pair, mostly in Czech, and with dear old ta-ta mostly in English without one ...
Changing The World From The Inside Out
This must be the way European Jews felt as the roots of the Nazi holocaust began cracking through the pavement we call civil society; this emanate premonition of some unknown but certain horror rising. I remember reading the memoirs of ...
This is the moment…
Wearing a blue satin ruffled skirt, a T-shirt with a heart and an infectious smile Carly Elizabeth swayed into my home office, took my finger and walked me to the closet all the way across the house. She placed my ...