For me I am thinking about a few school things. I was thinking about new things I can do to manage the classroom and also which projects to roll out over the first few weeks. Always looking for new things too. But making pots to sell especially closer to the holidays has already started for me. I think about that going forward and how I will find the energy to do that after a full day of work at school.
There is another thing that can come to mind. What will I do next summer? Where to go next year? Some place new and some place old and beloved. Now those thoughts over the next few months are ways to briefly satisfy the nostalgic longing for summer and travel. Fast-forward to February and we will surely start planning for real.
I know what much of this sounds like. It sounds like always living for the next moment or next thing, which people do way too much. I am guilty of it but thankfully, somehow, I am not as guilty of it as I used to be. Somehow I have naturally become a bit geared towards living in the moment. Often it is sitting in the yard, like right now, looking over and over again at the plants growing here. That includes weeds. Maybe it all comes down to balance, I remind myself. Slow down and live in the now but also dream about what is to come.
Hopefully, my thoughts are organized enough here for a reader to stomach. But here is the actual prompt for this post that I stumbled upon while stumbling upon an article-slideshow covering the 25 Best Dog Beaches in America. I'll share both.
Paths in Clay, a novel
Paths in Clay is a coming-of-age story about Jack, Allan, and Miller; three friends who return to the “palace”, a place where they studied Koh Loh ceramics, an ancient clay tradition passed on from an extinct culture.
When finished with studies, one must depart from the palace and venture out, not returning until they have established a direction or "path" as a clay artist.
Ten years have passed since they left their great Koh Loh Master Potter. Reminiscing about their days as students, Jack, Allan, and Miller embark on their anticipated return to the palace, during a ceremonial kiln firing and celebration - a time when the Master Potter’s former students, their students, friends, and friends of friends all come together to fire their pottery in several wood-fire kilns.
The journey takes them far from their humid tropical region home of the lower peninsula and delivers them to the bitter season of the snowy highlands. When the three men arrive, Jack is face-to-face with his palace-time girlfriend, Kirsten. She informs the three men that their master has grown ill. Amidst a celebration, among old friends, Jack, Allan, and Miller will discover the true nature of their friendships and complete one cycle of their lives and enter the passageway to another. The choices they make will forge ahead a renewed purpose as their roles in clay traditions confirm their paths; passing on Koh Loh clay to the next generations of potters.