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Purpose Inspired Education Empowering parents, teachers, & school leaders to raise & educate children with purpose, character, & resilience. Purpose before pressure.

Character before compliance. Thriving adults → thriving kids.

I felt ridiculously angry recently.Not mildly irritated.Not frustrated.Angry.It was because of the behavior of a teacher...
04/10/2026

I felt ridiculously angry recently.

Not mildly irritated.
Not frustrated.
Angry.

It was because of the behavior of a teacher at my school.

She was demanding a meeting because she felt colleagues did not like her.
It all felt painfully immature.

What confused me wasn’t her behavior.
It was my response.

Annoyance would have made sense.
But anger?

So I paused long enough to understand why it was hitting me so strongly.

And then it clicked.

We had already been working with this teacher on how she responded to students and parents in hard moments.

Now, she was deeply distressed by the idea of being misunderstood by adults.
And yet, children had been feeling misunderstood by her.

That disconnect is what hit me.

The empathy she wanted for herself was the very thing she had not been able to offer consistently.

Once I understood, I didn’t need to react.
I needed to recognize what my anger was revealing.

That recognition was the gift.
It helped me see more clearly how to support her the next time she faced conflict with a student, parent, or colleague.

Not every feeling is meant to be acted on immediately.
Sometimes it's a clue.

Our three-year-old classroom had spontaneously started a dance party. Children were jumping, laughing, swaying, and hold...
04/09/2026

Our three-year-old classroom had spontaneously started a dance party. Children were jumping, laughing, swaying, and holding hands. As I walked into the room, I smiled from ear to ear watching their joy.

And then I noticed James.

He was standing beside one of the groups of dancing children, just watching, expressionless.

“Want to join in?” I asked.

He nodded, walked over, joined their circle, and began to dance. A smile spread across his face.

He needed an invitation.
And immediately, I could relate.

I realized how familiar that hesitation to step in still feels.
We wait for permission, and settle for what others offer.

Adulthood doesn’t make this disappear.
It just gets harder to see.
Our world gets bigger. Our choices expand. And often, we don’t even let ourselves get clear on what we want.

For me, that hesitation didn’t just show up in small ways.
It shaped major parts of my adult life.

I wanted a school that felt different from the traditional model - more grounded, more intentional, more connected to what truly matters.

It took me a long time to get clear on that.
And I needed many of the experiences I had along the way.

But even then, I was waiting.
Waiting to be invited into the kind of work I wanted to do.
Waiting to be chosen instead of stepping forward.

Eventually, I stopped waiting to be invited.
I built my own school.

And I’ve realized I’m not alone in my hesitation.
So many adults are waiting for an invitation to do what they really want.

It stung to be second choice.A family recently toured the childcare center and preschool I own and lead. They loved it, ...
04/08/2026

It stung to be second choice.

A family recently toured the childcare center and preschool I own and lead. They loved it, but told me that because we close for three weeks throughout the year, we were their second choice. If their first choice didn’t work out, they’d come back to us.

Their message stung more than a clean no would have.
I have no interest in being anyone’s backup plan.

It made me want to explain myself.
Defend myself.
Justify something I deeply believe in.

We do close for three weeks throughout the year because our staff deserve real breaks.

While early childhood educators don’t get as many breaks as K–12 educators, those three weeks matter. The adults who care for children deserve care too.

So yes, that choice likely cost us a family who otherwise would have enrolled.
And still, sometimes what costs you the yes is the very thing worth protecting.

The most caring among us often receive the least care.A parent whose child is struggling said something to me recently t...
04/07/2026

The most caring among us often receive the least care.

A parent whose child is struggling said something to me recently that I haven’t stopped thinking about.

“No one asks how I am. At least, not really.”

As the words came out of her mouth, I knew exactly what she meant.

Decades ago, when I was in college, my mom was very ill and I was not okay. I was so not okay that when people casually asked, “How are you?” I actually tried to answer. Most people were already walking away before I could respond.

It hurt.

I made a promise to myself then that if I ask someone how they are, I will be ready to drop everything and actually listen if they want to tell me.

And hearing this mom, I realized I have not been living up to that promise.

It’s not only that I hadn’t been ready to drop everything and listen after asking, “How are you?”

I hadn’t even asked.
Few people had.

She is strong. People depend on her.

And too often, the strongest, most caring people are the ones everyone depends on, but no one really sees.

For years, I apologized constantly, even when I had done nothing wrong.I thought that made me kind. Responsible.A great ...
04/06/2026

For years, I apologized constantly, even when I had done nothing wrong.

I thought that made me kind. Responsible.
A great mom. A great educator. A great leader.

It didn’t.

I was taking accountability for things that weren’t my fault.
That has consequences.

When you apologize for what isn’t your mistake, other people blame you.
You start carrying shame for things that were never your failure.

There’s another consequence.
When you have done something wrong, your apology means less.

As I recognized the harm my constant apologies caused me, I trained myself not to apologize unless I had truly done something wrong.

And I started to notice something.
Many other kind, caring, responsible people were doing the same thing, especially parents, educators, and leaders.

They would say things like, “sorry to bother you,” before speaking. Or they would raise a problem they had not caused and immediately apologize.

I watched as others blamed them. I saw their shame.

Apologizing when you’ve done something wrong is integrity.
Apologizing when you haven’t invites blame and shame.

A mantra of mine now is: never say sorry when you’ve done nothing wrong.

I spent today planning a workshop I’ll be offering next month to both teachers and parents.And underneath all of the pla...
03/26/2026

I spent today planning a workshop I’ll be offering next month to both teachers and parents.

And underneath all of the planning was one question I keep coming back to:
What do we really want for the children who depend on us, and for ourselves?

Because we all have good intentions.
But in the pace and pressure of daily life, it is very easy to drift away from what we actually want to create.

We get reactive.
Rushed.
Short.
Tired.
Focused on getting through the moment.

And yet the moments are the work.
Children are influenced by far more than what adults say or teach.

They are shaped by the relationships, responses, and environments adults and children co-create every day.

The workshop I’m planning is built around helping adults get clearer about what matters most, and return to that clarity in everyday moments.

Not as a lofty idea.
As a lived practice.

Because what we most want for children is far more likely to take root when the adults around them are living from it too.

So I’ll leave you with the same question I’ve been sitting with: What do you really want for the children who depend on you, and for yourself?

“Maybe I’m just not a good enough mom.”When a mom at my school said that to me, my heart ached for her.Truth . . . she’s...
03/25/2026

“Maybe I’m just not a good enough mom.”

When a mom at my school said that to me, my heart ached for her.

Truth . . . she’s an incredible mom.

But even the best moms can’t fix all their children’s problems.

Her daughter was having a hard time socially.
And like so many of us would, this mom was carrying her daughter’s pain as if it meant she had failed as a mother.

I told her what I genuinely believed:
She’s a fantastic mom.

And then, together, we shifted the goal.
Maybe her daughter will become close friends with the girl she so badly wants to be best friends with.
Maybe she won’t.

But as her mom, her role isn’t to fix the problem.
Her role is to help her daughter know this:
Even if it doesn’t go the way you want, you will still be okay.

Sometimes the most important thing we give our children is not a solution.

Sometimes it is the chance to discover
that they can move through something hard and still be okay.

Even with the best of intentions, it’s easy to miss what matters most. Yesterday, a new teacher began at my school. We’v...
03/24/2026

Even with the best of intentions, it’s easy to miss what matters most.

Yesterday, a new teacher began at my school. We’ve been understaffed, and when she arrived, I was covering in another classroom.

I was unable to greet her as she entered.

As soon as I was able, I rushed into her preschool classroom. With a smile, I told her how happy I am that she has joined us.

Then I heard a small voice from the table.

“I’m Cora.”

I’ve been greeting Cora by name almost every day since she was an infant. She’s now three.

But yesterday, wanting to welcome someone new, I forgot to greet Cora.

She noticed.

I slowed down, looked at Cora, and smiled.

“Yes, I know you’re Cora. Hello, Cora.”

And then I greeted each child by name, one by one, with a smile, the way I typically do. I greeted the other teacher in the room by name, with a smile, the way I typically do.

In my rush to be welcoming, I had failed to be welcoming.

Cora invited me to begin again.

Today felt a little like time travel.Visiting a place I loved going to with my daughter when she was little — now with h...
03/22/2026

Today felt a little like time travel.

Visiting a place I loved going to with my daughter when she was little — now with her and her children — is something I don’t take for granted.

It reminded me of this—

Perhaps the greatest gift we can give the children who depend on us —
our children, our grandchildren, our students —
is our presence…
and the quiet, steady demonstration of love and acceptance.

And also…
a day at the zoo,
sticky hands, big laughs,
a little running, a little chaos—
and just enough silliness to keep everyone smiling.

Growth isn’t linear.It’s contextual.A child can do something beautifully in the calm of the morning…and lose it complete...
02/06/2026

Growth isn’t linear.
It’s contextual.

A child can do something beautifully in the calm of the morning…
and lose it completely when the room gets louder, the transition gets harder, or the pressure rises.

An adult can respond with real patience in one moment…
and feel that patience disappear when the stress piles up, the pace accelerates, and there’s no time to reset.

That doesn’t mean the growth vanished.
It means it isn’t fully integrated yet.

At first, new skills depend on the conditions:

when there’s time,
when there’s structure,
when there’s connection,
when someone is close enough to help.

Then the conditions change.

More noise. More pressure. More urgency.
And it looks like we’re back at the beginning. But we’re not.
We’re growing.

Over time, what was only possible in the easy moments
shows up in the harder ones.

Not all at once.
Not consistently.
But more often.

Growth requires repetition.
And patience.
And persistence, even when discouraged.

Growth takes time.

Stress is contagious.And so is calm.In relationships, we constantly borrow signals from each other.Tone.Pace.Energy.Pres...
02/05/2026

Stress is contagious.
And so is calm.

In relationships, we constantly borrow signals from each other.

Tone.
Pace.
Energy.
Presence.

When stress takes over, the goal becomes survival.

Get through it.
Stop it.
Fix it.
Control it.

Of course it does.

Survival mode is protective.
But it also narrows us.

It narrows patience.
It narrows perspective.
It narrows connection.

And without those, growth doesn’t happen.

Growth asks for more space than stress allows.

More room to think.
More room to choose.
More room to stay connected.

That’s what it means to say growth is nervous system work.

Not because you should be calm all the time.
But because you need enough space to reach the version of you that you trust.

And when you can’t, you’re not failing.
You’re flooded.

The way back isn’t a big fix.

It’s a return to pace.
To breathe.
To presence.

And then you get to choose again.

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