Chop Sticks and a Pencil

There are times when all of us agree to obligations, especially when it is a lone post in an empty square on our calendar, then, as that date rushes toward us and all the adjacent squares are bursting with other events, life can start to feel like too much. That’s pretty much how my spouse and I were feeling as we drove to the Burlington Hilton to pick up two Japanese teachers visiting Vermont as part of their Teacher Exchange Program for Education for Sustainable Development. Excited, but weary. As an alum myself of the now defunct Japan Fulbright Memorial Fund Teacher Program ( it morphed into this new IIE program) I felt honored to be able to host and in effect give back to this extraordinary program so I jumped at the chance to do so, but when the pick-up day arrived, I questioned my over-extending nature.

Threads and the Interconnection of All

In the spirit of spring cleaning, good for the soul, good for the mind, a way to get all those mental cobwebs cleaned out, this is a blog about the connections we are all encountering, pretty much all the time, yet just don’t pause and feel gratitude over, you know? We are united by the thread of family ties or interests or vocations or passions. In my life I have been fortunate enough to connect with people, at times in the oddest ways, and it is those seemingly random encounters that teach me to be more grateful.