I randomly collect books of poems.

Found this last night in a used bookstore in Santa Fe (almost bought a book of classic Yoruba poetry too, but the pricetag was just too high).

This is pure self-indulgence. Love of the things indescribable, described.

Remembering Anna Akhmatova, diving deeper.

Santa Fe at Christmastime is magical, every year. And crowded. But in so many ways New Mexico is the home of my heart, with the mountains and the stunning vistas and the food I grew up on, backgrounded by beautiful Jazz.

Sitting here on youth night. A couple who is moving out of state came and donated a table, chairs, and a bunch of blankets, so of course… they made a blanket fort.

One asked if the blanketopia citizens wanted snacks.

Just queer kids, being happy.

Why we do what we do ❤️ brings me joy every time.

Today I decided to give a “twist” to the traditional “what are you thankful for” assignment, and have them write about why people are thankful for THEM.

After all, they are tired and ready for break… and one girl was like, “is this because teenagers have low self-esteem?”

I mean, maybe… ❤️

We got several notes from students/parents through the PTO today. This is the one that touched me most deeply.

Post a non-religious photo you think of as holy

#oldworkwednesday one of my faves, made for the water crises in Flint and Standing Rock. Transformational Courage.

So this is how my day is going - someone who loves me and wants me to get out of Texas sent me this book.

Well actually other than this and reading all the cases of anti-trans violence this year to put together things for our TDOR service, it’s been a good day.

Sheesh. The mental load is real.

Doing a South American/Central American Notables project with my World Geography students and some of them are really getting into it ❤️

Made more progress on Hope today. Need to clean up the brown a bit, and the reds, but getting close to done.

Current WIP - hope