Thankful for Bread
If
for just
one
day
we
knew only
what
bread was…
(From
“Fragments” in The Complete French Poems of Rainer Maria Rilke translated by A.
Poulin, Jr.)
Today
as I read this poem I thought about just how complex our lives can become. To-do
lists, appointments, entertainment, work and parties! Most days in our house we
take time to prepare food and gather at dinnertime. It is a sacred time and our
meals are an occasion to be thankful and share the stories of our day! I look
forward to taking the time to slow down and break bread on Thanksgiving with our
family and friends. I am anxious and excited to prepare a Thanksgiving feast. Honored
to ready the table for a larger family, with more food, and lively, new
conversations. We will watch the Thanksgiving Day parade and Football on TV, play
word games, and hear jokes and tales. Weaving
together stories of all of our families. Creating new stories of our own that
will unfold as surely as the house will fill with warmth and love.
My
life is beyond blessed – and I have more than most to be thankful for! I have
an amazing family! I have friends and colleagues who share my vision for a
School at Kirkridge. I gather regularly with families of people who are
differently abled to help build Together It’s Possible (TIP). I work for
Blended Schools Network empowering educators to think beyond teaching and
learning as it has always been done. I live at Kirkridge – a sacred place where
I have found my inner voice. I am thankful that on most days I slow down enough
to hear what is important. Maybe that is what Rilke was thinking when he
pondered, “if we only knew what bread was… “?
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