jeanette labbée

educational inspirations from the www

[jeanettelabbee-blog]

1. New office in Oakland. Industrial and open 2. Crazy yelling commuters and guitar playing commuters 3. A fiancé to go home to 4. Big Sean's most necessary playlist on spotify 5. Fountain soda

[jeanettelabbee-blog]

#trello organization, love the aging ideas and visual representations #learningdesign #curriculumdevelopment

[tylerknott]

I tried to show you that it’s our little moments that are everything.

Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)

[oldmansson]

To do the useful thing, to say the courageous thing, to contemplate the beautiful thing: that is enough for one man’s life.

T.S. Eliot (via thesoutherly)

[jeanettelabbee-blog]

Don't ever confuse the two, your life and your work. That's what I have to say. The second is only a part of the first...There are thousands of people out there with the same degree you have; when you get a job, there will be thousands of people doing what you want to do for a living. But you are the only person alive who has sole custody of your life. Your particular life. Your entire life. Not just your life at a desk, or your life on the bus, or in the car, or at the computer. Not just the life of your mind, but the life of your heart. Not just your bank account, but your soul...People don’t talk about the soul very much anymore. It’s so much easier to write a résumé than to craft a spirit. But a résumé is cold comfort on a winter night, or when you’re sad, or broke, or lonely, or when you’ve gotten back the chest X ray and it doesn’t look so good, or when the doctor writes “prognosis, poor.”

Anna Quindlen

[beingblog]

Grief has a tremendous power. When we submerge it in avoidance, we can’t use it for spiritual growth. Allow grief’s power to propel you.

Miriam Greenspan, from Healing through the Dark Emotions

Read where this came from.

(via beingblog)

[breanna-lynn]

Do not think that love in order to be genuine has to be extraordinary. What we need is to love without getting tired. Be faithful in the small things, because it is in them that your strength lies.

Mother Teresa  (via awelltraveledwoman)

[jeanettelabbee-blog]

John Steinbeck, Log of the Sea of Cortez

[jeanettelabbee-blog]

an ability to craft and communicate a coherent vision, mission, or purpose; and an ability to recruit people into taking membership, ownership of, or identification with that vision, mission or purpose. The first requires powers of conception and communication; the second tests interpersonal skills and capacities... Although these expectations might be directed to different aspects of personal competence, together they form a single demand on competence.. yet another identification of the pervasive modernist demand for fourth order consciousness in yet another domain, this time that of public leadership

Kegan, 1994

[jeanettelabbee-blog]

These Diagrams Reveal How To Negotiate With People Around The World

Key insights for international business.

I love the Danish hygge hygge hygge undertones

[jeanettelabbee-blog]

In a training this week, we were asked "What is Paul Potts feeling?"

[jeanettelabbee-blog]

We are not meant, in most cases, to lead separated lives… We require, natural solitaries or not, the opportunity at times to take a companionable stroll through the deserts of our lives with others who walk the same path, in the hope that they can see the terrain for us with fresh eyes. We need to reflect with others on the questions that plague us. We seek to discern with others who may be more wise than ourselves. We crave to know the opinions of those less involved than ourselves in the issues that face us, for fear our very proximity to them blinds us as much as it commits us… Where we come from is a large part of who we are. It is the root of our identity, the place of our growing. It cannot simply be put down because it is not outside of us; it is inside of us — and always will be. Wrestling with the roots of us is part of human spiritual growth

Sister Joan Chittister (from Welcome to the Wisdom of the World)

[jeanettelabbee-blog]

" The hardest thing in the world is to simplify your life, it's so easy to make it complex. The solution may be, for a lot of the worlds problems, to turn around and take a step forward. You can't just keep trying to make a flawed system work"

180 degrees south

[jeanettelabbee-blog]

"What does learning look like? What’s worth understanding today and tomorrow? How and where does learning thrive?"

Shari Tishman, 

http://projectzero.gse.harvard.edu/

[jeanettelabbee-blog]

Paddling out into the thick blue horizon, we disconnect from the world. Life is reduced to the simple, whimsical formula of swell, wind, currents and tides. And we float in the cold, salty water, lulled into the resulting pattern of undulating waves. It’s a blissful, selfish activity. Every wave under our wiggling, ecstatic toes makes life a little bit better. And as we ride the last wave in, returning to setting suns and life’s realities- we are rejuvenated. And as we get into our cars, shivering, checking our cell phones for missed calls, turning on the heat, hooking up the ipod, laughing with friends, shedding our neoprene skin- we are reconnected. After harvesting waves- dancing across their generous, rolling faces- we return to the world feeling like love-drunk gatherers. We return to our homes and sip on artisanal beers, happy with our watery conquests. Airplanes were invented and we hopped on with our boards, wetsuits, and warm-water wax stowed underneath- in search of warmer waters, cleaner waves, and cheaper beer. Now, we fly to Southeast Asia, Africa, Australia, South and Central America, and every perfect point break inbetween. We scour google maps for the perfect line-up, and book our tickets, salivating with anticipation. And as the plane lands in these foreign lands, we briefly see the foreign lands. Shanty towns, skinny children, police corruption, unsafe drinking water, disease. But we hop in our rental car, roll down the windows, turn on the radio, stock up on bottled water, and swallow our malaria medicine, giggling with friends. And it’s the same blissful, selfish disconnect. The ocean rolls in and our toes curl over perfectly waxed rails, hanging ten, hands up, nirvana. And as we ride the last wave in, the setting sun casts scary shadows over the foreign land. And as we hastily get in our rental car, throwing on our havianas, sipping our bottled water, finding our way back to our 3 star hotel for happy hour margaritas- we traipse past the scary shadows. With the disconnects surfing affords us we rarely take advantage of the reconnect to reality. And in these foreign lands, after we’ve spent a day pillaging waves, we don’t see the land-locked monsters lurking in the shadows.

[jeanettelabbee-blog]

nyc november 2009