And the people began to think differently… and the Earth began to heal

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Wow, we have another week under our belt and we’re surviving!

Like all of you, I am working from home and am navigating new ways of connecting that have never played a big part of my teaching practice. I’ve recognised that for me, learning and teaching has always relied on having the opportunity to come together face to face with my students. We would normally be face to face at Monash having clarifying conversations each time we meet. No COVID-19, no social distancing and no technical difficulties! And yet here we ALL are, trying to make sense of new ways of understanding the world from a physical distance. It’s all very disorienting and sometimes anxiety inducing as we find our way through the uncharted waters we are all travelling.

Isn’t it amazing to consider that ALL of us – all 7 billion+ – are navigating these waters together? What an extraordinary connection we have, even while physically distanced.

My hope is that when the mists lift we will continue to hold these connections. In the meantime, consider Kitty O’Meara’s words

And the people stayed home. And read books, and listened, and rested, and exercised, and made art, and played games, and learned new ways of being, and were still. And listened more deeply. Some meditated, some prayed, some danced. Some met their shadows. And the people began to think differently.

And the people healed. And, in the absence of people living in ignorant, dangerous, mindless, and heartless ways, the earth began to heal.

And when the danger passed, and the people joined together again, they grieved their losses, and made new choices, and dreamed new images, and created new ways to live and heal the earth fully, as they had been healed.

Kitty O’Meara 🌻

 

My thoughts go out to all those impacted by the current times – I hold you in my heart 

Love, life and the gift of peace in our global community

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A week of joyful celebrations began last night with Hanukkah at sunset, Christmas comes on Wednesday, and Kwanzaa on Thursday.

However and with whomever you spend this celebration of love and life, my grateful heart is with you.

Thank you for the gift of you in my life, and my blessings to you and yours

The Year 9 dropout is getting closer…

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My goodness it’s been a long time between drinks here!

I’ve been hunkering down to balance writing my PhD thesis with the busyness of the academic year. Teaching at the university has now finished for 2019, but the last week or so has provided opportunity to hear how students’ thinking has been shaped and honed over our time together. I am so proud to see the expansion in their critical perspectives on themselves and the world around them, and I now get to enjoy reading the papers they have crafted.
Then I’ll get back to writing my thesis with fuller attention, and hopefully before the end of the year I will find myself with a cohesive whole. We will see how it unfolds.
The main purpose of this very brief post is to share with you a paper I have been working on (for almost 12 months!) with two very clever and very precious colleagues, Edwin Creely and Marc Pruyn (also my supervisor). It is my first published journal article, and I am very proud and relieved that we finally have it completed (still however, with errors I missed).
But that’s OK – I’ve never tried to do perfect, and the article is about my journey to me at this point in time – just like my students, perfectly imperfect in my morphing engagement with myself and the the world around me.