The healing journey of a widowed, unschooling badass in Delaware.
Westen started his training as a jiu-jitsu instructor today. I can’t say I’m surprised, this possibility has been in the ether for years. Still, it was wonderful to watch him take this big step in his journey.
Before his new duties began, we had a lot of play with our home education friends.
Westen had his first Airsoft battle today and we met a lot of great homeschoolers in the process.
Our friends organize events for the Boy Scouts and we got to be their guinea pigs for an upcoming Raingutter Regatta.
Using simple materials, all the kids in our weekly meetup built sailboats and had a blast racing them.
Genesis 28:12 KJV — And he dreamed, and behold a ladder set up on the earth, and the top of it reached to heaven: and behold the angels of God ascending and descending on it.
John 1:51 KJV — And he saith unto him, Verily, verily, I say unto you, Hereafter ye shall see heaven open, and the angels of God ascending and descending upon the Son of man.
According to Pastor Chuck Smith, Jacob “was sort of stuck between the fear of the past, and the fear of the future.”
I’m fortunate to not experience a lot of fear, but I do feel a tension between the past and the future. On a household level, my past parenting mistakes are manifesting in destructive and selfish behaviors from my younger son. On the subject of the future, my relationship with my girlfriend and the growth of our business look increasingly bright.
All of our building energy is matched by a material crumbling in another realm of our lives.
It is a puzzle, but I can’t help but believe that recent spiritual wins are marking a new dawning of peace for our quiltwork family.
Isaac has rediscovered an interest in marksmanship.
After getting back to Junior Rifle Club yesterday, he wanted to try today’s silouette shoot.
I joined in on the first round and it was a lot of fun. I even beat his score, although he topped me in subsequent rounds.
I love giving him these opportunities and watching him grow.
Now that I’m sporting a blue belt and a tattoo, I’ll be removing my rash guard immediately following free rolling.
I managed a little more than an hour of reading today.
Kafka’s relationship with his father was intensely dark and complex. This letter illuminates many of his fictional characters.
I woke up exhausted, but more settled than I have been recently. Somehow, I got myself outside for five rounds of Wim Hof Method breathing. I haven’t done it in months, but I felt I was ready for, yet another, reset.
My busy day started with my older son’s guitar lesson and I took a little time to read some of Kafka’s Letter to the Father, 11 minutes to be precise. Not much, but I haven’t been reserving any time for hardcopy reading.
Life has been wild this year and pushing hard against me with material challenges. I’ve been pushing back and it’s starting to wear me down. I’ve neglected my restful and rejuvenating habits.
We had the pleasure of supporting our training partners at Elevated Studios during a fundraising event for the Green Beret Project in Wilmington, DE.
