Author Archives: Kay Mount

I’ve been thinking about faith and what it means, and I have come to see faith as an act of self-love.  Here’s what I mean.  Having faith means believing that something will happen; for example, I have faith that my material needs will be met, and so my actions fall in line with that belief. Continue reading “What goes up…”

I love Thanksgiving.  It has all the trappings of a celebratory holiday, food, good cheer, family, gratitude, all without the stress of Christmas.  This year, I celebrated a masked and social distanced Thanksgiving with my sister, my brother in law, my dear niece and nephew, and, of course, Maddie the dog. It was a sunnyContinue reading “Giving Thanks, 2020”

Dear Class, The other day I was walking along Westcliff Drive above the beach, and it was a lovely day.  The sky was that rare blue that comes when a fresh wind blows.  There were no clouds. I noticed something that brought my walk to a halt, and all I could do was look, inContinue reading “a letter to my students”

I have always been a self-disclosing person, and that has always facilitated strong one to one relationships, both with colleagues and friends.  It came naturally. I never really had to think deeply about vulnerability and what that means on a day to day, practical basis.  Now, in the midst of my transition, vulnerability has takenContinue reading “reflections on vulnerability”

I’ve been thinking about faith and what it means, and I have come to see faith as an act of self-love.  Here’s what I mean.  Having faith means believing that something will happen; for example, I have faith that my material needs will be met, and so my actions fall in line with that belief. Continue reading “What goes up…”

there are days and years and fortnights, long, cold winters yet, spring comes and in its brightness sways our hearts- there is birdsong wonder blessings enough for a day, a year, and intrepid, self-certain (the best creating) we boldly inhabit this moment we lean toward each other likes these trees, here, bow our new growthContinue reading “What Song”

The last several weeks have been trying, both because of the Covid shelter in place and because of the space it has opened up for me to feel things I hadn’t yet felt about my transition and the inevitable losses that have come with it.  As you might imagine, once I opened up to andContinue reading “for the loss”

tuning is like an art like listening perhaps, and avocation to really hear beyond sound or even understanding but responding, atonement is to overcome the distance lying between separate selves—             it is no sacrifice             but awakening a door thrown open arms quickening to receive these sometimes gifts laid bare and to our hearts

What a rollercoaster this shelter-in-place, social distancing ride has been! It only stands to reason in this three-ring-American Circus, all the sideshows notwithstanding, Covid-19 is the great-white-knuckler, the tilt-a-whirl, the crazy spinning cages of the Rock-O-Plane, the “Cages” in the vernacular, and we are all unwitting riders. It’s a bumpy, scary ride for many reasons.Continue reading “Throw Your Hands up and Say Wee!”

These days feel a bit like Groundhog Day, each one quite similar to the last. I fall into patterns, some not so good. I miss the bustle and energy of my high school campus, miss the interactions with my friends and colleagues, miss the energy of the classroom, the energy of the students. Being aloneContinue reading “…today”