This day. The sun was genuinely warm, the class was lovely, stories were shared. It's a class on narrative practice, so I told them about #smallstories and showed the Lumen5 video I made of @lauraritchie's words, and suddenly realised I never showed this to Laura.
It's about midway through this: https://docs.google.com/presentation/d/14tLva9Xjx2j64NVnpL4i45jY-VPr3fiGvlMsoyEQPZI/edit?usp=sharing
Thanks to @dogtrax for showing me how.
Sometimes when I get to work I just sit in the car for a while and collect my thoughts.
"The ye part [of ye tang che] means “totally, completely,” and the rest of it means “exhausted.” Altogether, ye tang che means totally tired out. We might say “totally fed up.” It describes an experience of complete hopelessness, of completely giving up hope. This is an important point. This is the beginning of the beginning. Without giving up hope — that there’s somewhere better to be, that there’s someone better to be — we will never relax with where we are or who we are.
@wion In her work, the key is accepting transition as ordinary, life just going on.
Reading her words I realise how much we are driven to strive, to wish to improve ourselves and our situation. She advocates letting go of hope, which is counter intuitive, but makes space for gentleness.
"Things falling apart is a kind of testing and also a kind of healing. We think that the point is to pass the test or to overcome the problem, but the truth is that things don’t really get solved. They come together and they fall apart. Then they come together again and fall apart again. It’s just like that. The healing comes from letting there be room for all of this to happen: room for grief, for relief, for misery, for joy." -- Pema Chodron
Some days you just hold your breath as the wave goes over you, and surfacing is enough.
Who you know & where you live makes a lot more difference in life outcomes & jobs than what you know. Kids born & living in areas of concentrated poverty know fewer people who can model jobs and careers and who can open doors to interviews and opportunities. That's why I support volunteer-based tutor/mentor programs who build on-going connections between kids living in poverty and adults from beyond. #smallstories https://mastodon.cloud/media/kS0iuWrb2dD-a5znFUQ
Sunday trains between small places are full of kids on cheap family tickets. They're buzzing with it.
Next to me there's a tight crew of three little girls who are chanting the station stops to each other like the best jokes they know. "Oak Flats!" "Albion Park!" Crack up.
That's all it takes. They hug each other, crying with laughter.
This day. My daughter the small town supermarket checkout worker went to interview for a job in the new branch of Big Name Hardware Store that's opening nearby. She helped a group build a thing out of things, and then one by one they all had to say one interesting fact about themselves.
She told them that when she was eight years old, she turned off my aunt's hot water system, and no one knew it was her.
I'm not sure this is a career boosting confession.
this happened yesterday/today and it got so much immediate outpouring on that Twitter thing that I *totally* forgot to share it here too
sorry for being bad at Mastodon
but I wrote things about empathy and teaching and apparently those things don't suck? https://facultypatchbook.wordpress.com/2017/07/20/patch-twentyone-just-listen/