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12 Days of Dreaming

July: The Queen’s Garden

June was emergence. Quite literally for me, as I moved from teaching full-time into summer—a literal emergence from one season into another. Though it didn't unfold the way I imagined it would. Every year, when school ends, I spend the first week of summer doing much the same thing: sleeping, resting, recuperating. Letting my nervous… Continue reading July: The Queen’s Garden

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The Dammed Economy: What Happens When Wealth Stops Circulating?

We often hear that prosperity will trickle down, but what happens when wealth no longer circulates? I recently came across a quote that said, "There is no such thing as trickle-down economics, only modern-day fiefdoms." Whether or not you agree with that conclusion, it sent me down a path of asking a different question: What happens when wealth stops moving and begins to pool? "The Dammed Economy" is my attempt to answer this question for myself. It's a reflection of ownership, opportunity, and why the river may be the best metaphor for understanding our modern economy.

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The Practice Match

Sometimes life doesn't hand us the thing we imagined because it wasn't the destination. It was the invitation. The rehearsal. The practice match that shows us we're finally ready when the real thing arrives. Some opportunities change our lives. Others simply reveal that we've already changed.

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The Myth of the Budget

Twenty-Two years into a teaching career I love, I expected stability. Instead, I found a widening systemic gap that debt, budgets, and hard work can no longer bridge. It's time to stop treating financial struggle as a personal moral failing and ask the deeper question: What happens to a society when survival consumes all of our energy?

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You Should Have Planned Better

I was one class away from finishing my master's degree when I asked my dad for help paying for it. He said no. Looking back, I wonder if that moment became the foundation of my hypervigilance; the belief that if I planned well enough, carried enough, and anticipated every possibility, I would never have to ask for help again.