My resume will tell you I am a CiRCE Institute Apprenticeship Graduate and Master Teacher, a Registered Instructor with IEW, and a writing coach for Dallas College.
But I prefer to call myself a tutor, a learner, and a delighter in all the old stories.
Though my love of the written word led me to obtain a B.A. in Comparative Literature and French, I consider my real learning journey to have begun when I stumbled into the world of classical education while exploring ways to teach my own children at home. (Well, that and the serendipitous discovery, one memorable day, of a well-worn copy of The Lord of the Rings sitting on a secondhand bookstore table, almost as if it was meant to be found…)
Twenty years, three homeschool graduates, scores of writing and literature students, and countless books and discussions later, I am ready to say I have gotten a fair start. I continue to learn alongside my students, tapping into the wellsprings of wisdom offered by the CiRCE Institute, University of Dallas, Memoria College, Institute of Catholic Culture, Classical U, House of Humane Letters, Hillsdale College, Institute for Excellence in Writing, and Center for Lit.
The great-souled writers who have profoundly formed my thinking and teaching include all the usual suspects for a Catholic classical educator—St. Augustine, Dante, and Shakespeare, to name but three, as well as their literary heirs such as Hopkins, Tolkien, and Lewis. My educational muses ancient and modern would be too numerous to count, but they include not only my many wise mentors, but all my students as well, who never cease to enlighten me with their illuminating insights.
Whether I am teaching grammar, rhetoric, literature, or history, my great delight is to share with students the wonder of discovering the threads of God’s overarching story woven into the words that have shaped and named the world. That story reveals creation to be an enchanted place, made by and for Him whose “delights were to be with the children of men.” The enchantment can seem a little darksome at times, but once in a while, if we’re paying attention, we’re given eyes to glimpse the glimmering glory of it all, a gift of the poets to help beguile the time until we are ready to see face to face.
Come, let us behold together.