The Journey Inward

There’s really no such thing as a typical day for me. Although I have routines and rituals, I try to be present to recognize the atypical, from a new bird at my feeder to a new story from a colleague, to a throwback song on the radio to a surprise text to a touching or funny moment with a student. I do my best to savor the extraordinary, the abnormal, the unusual, the standouts. I live for the atypical to enhance the predictable, typical day.