Hammering out an idea.

As I sit here in my office, trying to stay focused on a couple of writing projects I'm working on, the roofers are hammering out an ADD rhythm that has restricted my thinking to half a sentence at best. Therefore, I'm here on my blog typing my way toward noon when I will cross the campus, change my clothes and engage once again in battle with sloth and lethargy.

While the benefits of my exercise regimen are certainly noticeable around my mid-section, they are even clearer in my own head. My thinking (today's hammering notwithstanding) is sharper and more focused. Maybe the brutality of 15 reps on the bench or those horrible medicine ball sit-ups so completely occupies my energy and focuses it on the task at hand -completely present in the moment - that the litter and detritus of idle ramblings has nowhere to go but into an all-hands-on deck devotion to ensuring the survival of the host through a self-imposed struggle against aging. 

I'm not sure what today will bring, but as I've committed to this process, I must accept my orders as a soldier stepping into the fray. 

Wish me luck.

When we are engaged with our work or our play we enter that 'flow' state and time takes on a wholly different character. When I used to paint, I would often continue throughout the night and into the early morning without feeling any emotion other than those directed at correcting careless gestures in paint and building an image that fits within the structure of the frame. 

Engaging and meaningful educational experiences lie at the center of our aim to create thoughtful, passionate learners who want to do their best and make their world better. As a faculty, it is our primary duty to ensure this school is fully committed to that purpose.