First days of annual leaveThe struggle is realWinding down impossibleToo many loose ends to tie up Communications to finishPlans to makeCreating order as strategyWardrobe, drawers, papers While the mind meandersThe hands make spaceAnd somehowCreating outer spaceCreates inner space The white noise is calming downAnd thoughts emergeLike bright lotus blossoms from mudThey were hoveringJust below the […]
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The autopoietic lecturer: a poem
A reflective poem I am becoming evermoreMaturePatientWiserResilientOlderComplexDeeperQuirkierRiskierFunnierCompliantCategoricalUnconsciously professional And that’s just on a Monday. If you are not prepared to be challenged, to question your believes and assumptions, you are in danger. The classroom is not a safe space for a fixed mindset.