We purchase boardsimagine roots –dream biggerignore the dawning The higher the fence,we tell ourselves,the better the privacy.Work hard, earn big. And the longing growsit’s the heart that seeks rootshungers for connectionlove like sunshine Would knock down wallsthrow open the doorsbask in the expansivenessof kindred moments shared. (Image mine)
I dream that I am teaching again, and having assigned the class independent work, I am spending time connecting with each student to see if they are grasping the material. It’s my favourite part of teaching, and I wake up wondering if I’ll ever have that feeling again. So rewarding. It is bittersweet, growing old. […]
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Very lovely, VJ, and so true.
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Thank you, Eugi!
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Most welcome, VJ.
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It’s lovely, VJ. It’s true.
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Thank you, Miriam
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You’re welcome, VJ.
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“the magic of color to unleash the unknowable” – so good!
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Thanks wynne
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Oh…the power of brushstrokes. I think my mom understood and it’s why she painted. Thank you, VJ. 💕
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I’m sure she did – so much is expressed in colour that could not be said otherwise.
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Beautiful!
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Thank you, Sadje
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You’re welcome
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I love this! It’s perfect.
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😊🙏
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