We went to the beach labor day weekend, knowing there'd be traffic, while meanwhile all the rest of California--including the town just up the cliff from the beach--was baking and burning with 110 degree temperatures and fires up and down the state filling the valleys with smoke. Needless to say there were a lot of... Continue Reading →
I recently had a fraught email exchange with a friend. Most of the conflict came from me forgetting that we hadn't spoken much in four years and in that time I have changed so much. I have moved from being an academic to a homeschool mom. Settled into my new position, I'm baffled when someone... Continue Reading →
I've been trying to make my way out of the swamp of white privilege for 20 years. I've definitely taken some wrong turns. I've made more progress since quitting academia and beginning to unschool full time. I'm learning how to listen. So despite all these wrong turns, now I think working toward being an anti-racist white person is pretty simple. This is what I've come to: listen, speak, act.
Why do we think that every time someone asks for help they are exploiting or manipulating us as individuals? Until people just give up asking and either wane away or start cutting themselves or hitting their classmates or burning down buildings.
Yesterday I had several people decide to tell me to spend less time with my kids, squash out meltdowns by ignoring them and refusing to be manipulated, and cut out tv and video games. Today I'm not answering the phone. Today we ran races in the front yard and were awarded handmade trophies. We learned... Continue Reading →
Unschooling has been a process of uncovering layers and layers of myself. As is parenthood, but unschooling pushes us deeper, we are with ourselves and our reflections--our children, our motivations, our triggers--all. the. time. And no wonder there are so many cover ups and walls and shields in myself. I cannot imagine what my daughter... Continue Reading →
I live at the crux of two paradoxes: unschooling with and autism diagnosis, and neurodiversity with an environmental justice focus. First, I unschool and believe all children are passionate learners and should learn however they want, and I trust that they will learn what they need to learn in life; however, I also feel that... Continue Reading →
My work right now is kids. It's not writing. I squeeze in this writing in the small bits of time I have between diaper changes, making food, comforting, reading, setting up art projects, vacuuming, sweeping, persuading, dressing, changing, washing, pushing, coaching, teaching, comforting. When I heard about the strike today, I was torn about what... Continue Reading →
There are three core values that I thought I'd impose as a parent, which I've found I have no interest in "imposing"--if that can be done successfully with values. First, I imagined we'd be a screen-free family, or only watch Sesame Street. Ha.Sesame Street scares the crap out of my daughter. "Mario's Nightmare" on youtube... Continue Reading →