#66Challenge
Written 11/3/2021 after reading these lines in Joy Harjo's poem "Spirit Walking in the Tundra"
This is what it feels like...
when you spirit walk
there is a shaking, and then you
are in mystery.
I've been through a kind of shaking
and now I am in mystery.
My spirit walk through this thing
called my teaching life continues
to morph and change.
I am aware that being away can
skew the reality -- well aware.
Yet...
some things point the way
toward a peace with the facts.
I mean, what is the point of fighting?
I must remain spiritually healthy
to do my work. That was
what I was missing. It was what
led to this breakdown of my
immune system.
Yet...
I can rise.
I had a revelation. My learners
need to be supervised by adults
and
loved by adults.
One cannot supersede the other.
There is a huge gap to fill, a place
that fell away back when
they were in elementary.
It's different for each one, so it
leaves us to not even know
how to begin to repair.
What I do know is love and
kindness are never wasted.
And all things work together
for good
and it serves me.
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