hi·a·tus (h–ts)n. pl. hi·a·tus·es or hiatus 1. A gap or interruption in space, time, or continuity; a break.
The end of any school year brings a natural and expected hiatus. With planning, careful thought and execution, a hiatus yields a smooth transition. Often the gap or interruption in space or time leaves participants wavering or bobbing in a bit of uncertainty. And sometimes that space requires just being mindful and observant, without judgement or expectation. Kids seem to roll through these phases very much in the moment and eager to grab onto whatever experience come along, particularly when the adults who support them are willing to let them savor and reap the benefits this down-time.
Adults…well, we’re wired differently. We’ve had years of experiences that make us who we are and sometimes who we are makes it challenging to just be in a quiet space. In our culture, it’s not cool to be on hiatus. Productivity is key. Doing is valued. Doing more is more-valued.
But we all need to recharge those batteries before they are completely depleted.
Dr. Henry Cloud writes in Necessary Endings:
Over time, you gather more activities, relationships, work, interests, etc. than you can really feed with the best of your time and energy. You have to realize that you cannot go deep with everything, and figure out which ones you are going to invest in.
I pondered this for a long time with the masterful guidance of Michele Woodward and other wise friends. I did a lot of soul-searching to identify what I really want to invest in. When all was said and done, I felt so very fortunate. Fortunate to have a long list of things I love, energize me, let me feel like I am contributing to the world and bring me joy and satisfaction. But they can’t all be done at one time. (Epiphany-like for me. I finally got the memo some had been trying to get me to read for years.)
As Danielle La Porte points out, “there’s a difference between taking time to recover and taking time to prepare for the new.” I wish I was on hiatus purely for the later, but truth is, I’m a hybrid. Recovering from the madness of a hectic lifestyle and preparing for the new is simply too much at one time. So I’m taking July to recover and August to prepare for the new.
So what’s new?
A sabbatical from teaching at my home-away-from-home St. Anne’s School of Annapolis.
I’m doing more yoga and teaching some yoga.
I’m writing just to write.
I’m finishing my Responsive Classroom Consulting Teacher certification.
I’m hanging with my teens as much as they’ll let me.
In short, I’m living in that interruption of time and space. I’m taking time to develop ideas that have been bubbling up when I had no energy to gather them, blow ’em up and let ’em soar.
So as the song goes, I’ll See You in September.