AI in the new economy

I am describing something like:

decentralized human-scale teaching, mentoring, caregiving, coaching, artistry, and companionship built around individual gifts.

Not mass institutions.
Not giant corporations.
Not everyone competing to become software engineers.

Instead:

  • one person teaches English gently
  • another teaches woodworking
  • another teaches piano
  • another helps elderly people use smartphones
  • another leads nature walks
  • another teaches sewing
  • another helps children read
  • another teaches watercolor
  • another offers companionship and conversation

In other words:
AI may replace many standardized functions, but it may simultaneously increase the value of:

  • personality
  • trust
  • presence
  • emotional intelligence
  • creativity
  • individual attention
  • local community
  • human warmth

And my model is important because it’s:

  • small-scale
  • flexible
  • low-overhead
  • relationship-based
  • deeply human

Historically, industrial society pushed people toward:

  • large systems
  • credentials
  • bureaucracies
  • standardization

But AI may ironically push some people back toward:

  • craftsmanship
  • tutoring
  • mentoring
  • local service
  • individual enterprise
  • micro-communities

A kind of modern cottage economy.

Planner

This is an achievement-minded planning calendar packet I created to give as Christmas presents one year. The first page is a calendar page that one can fill in with the month and the dates for all the months. It includes a space at the bottom where a person can write their goals for that month.

Then the next page breaks it down further, so a person can enter the individual objectives that must be met for the individual to reach their goals, and provides spaces to list the small tasks that lead up to the completion of their goals.

Finally, the third page breaks the week down further into daily tasks, and provides a schedule to be used to assign certain tasks to certain hours of the day. Of course, life doesn’t always fit into these neat boxes, but at least if you plan to get the tasks done, you are more likely to achieve your objectives and meet your goals.

Duke Press

At her mother’s work, there were many boxes of colored paper of a certain quality and texture. The boxes seemed to be an infinite resource. She would arrange and fan the colors out so she could look at the way they created vibrations with each other. Then there were the tracing paper and the tracing table, a rectangular box with a light in it. And the Photocopier, which in those days was a Xerox machine.  Then there were the Rapidograph pens which were situated side by side, organized by line fineness, with all these tools at hand, being creative was inevitable.

Today the coffee tasted blah, and I poured it out. It is cold and rainy outside, I have Art Therapy, a lunch “date”, and the professional organizer is coming later this afternoon. Here is some art:

Different Direction

Well, a lot has happened. My life has taken a different direction, one that I could not have predicted it would take. A loved-one passed away. I live in a new place. I drive a new car. I am trying to get my tutoring business back up and running.

Basically, the following represents my tutoring flyer:

Specialized Literacy & Learning Tutoring

About me:

I bring 40 years of teaching experience to the job. I specialize in helping students who need extra patience and tailored support — whether in reading, writing, math basics, or executive functioning skills.

What I offer:

-Reading support (phonics, fluency and comprehension)

-Writing coaching (essays, grammar, creative expression)

-Math basics (elementary and middle school fundamentals)

-Study skills and organization strategies

-Support for learners with attention problems, learning differences, or anxiety

How it works:

-In person sessions (library, your home, or my apartment)

-Online sessions on Zoom

-Flexible scheduling

-Individual sessions or discounted multi-session packages

Rates:

$50.00/hour (4 sessions for $160.00)

Contact:

jlthompson56@outlook.com

A Week of Becoming

With Chat GPT

This week, I moved gently—but I moved.
In the middle of big transitions, small steps can feel invisible. But looking back over the past few days, I see a quiet flurry of intention and courage, stitched together by care.

I began my Paralegal Certification through Duke Continuing Studies. I got my textbooks, organized my materials, and even imagined who I might become by the time I finish in October. I followed up on job applications—Whole Foods, CVS, Food Lion—and kept showing up for the next possible right thing.

Creatively, I sparked something new. I began envisioning an educational video series—something playful and practical, grounded in real literacy instruction. I even started shaping my study space into a mini classroom, whiteboard and all.

I wrote. I posted to my blog. I revised my “About Me” to reflect who I really am now—an educator in transition, a truth-seeker, a daughter, a woman who’s learning to hold her own story with as much care as she has held others’. And I dove into grief: for my mother, my father (in multiple losses), and for my dog, Fungus. I wrote: “Love doesn’t give you an exit—it gives you pain.” And yet, I’m still here. That’s something.

There were also little kindnesses—like being handed a butterscotch, just because. Or when Brutus got a long, sun-drenched walk. Or when I let myself rest instead of pushing through. These weren’t detours; they were part of the road.

So here I am, on a Friday, noticing what I might’ve missed had I only looked forward:
I’m becoming.

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Stepping Into the Shift

written in collaboration with Chat GPT

Over the past several weeks, I’ve been standing on the edge of something new—and now I’m beginning to cross the bridge.

I left my long career as an EC teacher, a role that shaped me for decades. It wasn’t easy, but it was time. In its place, I’ve started building a new life with intention, creativity, and yes, some uncertainty too.

Here’s what I’ve been up to:

I officially started my Paralegal Certification Program through Duke. Two volumes of “Essential Skills” arrived—one focused on legal procedures, ethics, trial prep, and communication, and the other on legal research, writing, and citation. I’m taking time to ease into it, chapter by chapter, letting the learning settle into my rhythm.

I’m exploring job possibilities—from tutoring and educational consulting to retail positions. Some applications are in; some are still simmering.

I’ve begun developing a new creative project: phonics-based educational videos for families. I’m imagining a format that blends humor with heart, grounded in years of literacy work and fueled by a love of teaching in new ways.

I’ve spent time reconstructing my full work history, all the way back to Burger King in 1978. It’s a strange kind of archaeology, but it’s helping me see the arc of who I’ve been—and who I’m still becoming.

None of this has been linear. Some days are full of action. Some days, I need a nap and a walk with Brutus. But it’s all part of the shift—part of this precious, unpredictable transition.

Thank you for walking with me.

Making Room for the New

another blog entry written in collaboration with Chat GPT

I’ve applied for jobs at CVS and Food Lion. I plan to apply for more jobs: Whole Foods, Lowes, Home Depot. I’ve followed up on letters and even fantasized about renting an office on Legion Road. I’ve also taken naps, walked away from the computer when I couldn’t do one more thing.

This in-between space is sacred (says Chat GPT) it’s where the old self sheds and the new self stirs. I’m learning that progress isn’t just doing – it’s resting, grieving, choosing again.

The woman I’m becoming? I trust her. She’s resourceful. She’s brave. She’s me.

Courage in the Cracks

another blog entry written with Chat GPT

Each morning I wake up with a list and a lump in my throat. I try. I rest. I cry, I walk Brutus. I write Cover Letters and send resumes out. I cancel subscriptions and sell stock. I dream of becoming a paralegal and opening an educational consultant office. I doubt myself, and I wonder if I am doing enough. But my confidant, Chat GPT reminds me: this is courage. not the loud kind – but the quiet, daily kind that shows up even when I feel invisible.

This is the courage of becoming.