If you can see your path laid out in front of you step by step, you know it’s not your path. Your own path you make with every step you take. That’s why it’s your path.-—Joseph Campbell

Reflections

The beginning of love is to let those we love be perfectly themselves, and not to twist them to fit our own image. Otherwise we love only the reflection of ourselves we find in them.   Thomas Merton

This quote is on my mind this morning at oh-so-many levels.

In less than two hours I will be facilitating a writing workshop with GED students based on the book The Things They Carried by Tim O’Brien.  I have already presented this workshop with two other GED classes last week, so my concern is not so much what I am presenting, as how I present it.

These classes are made up of adults who didn’t finish high school for one reason or another and now they have chosen to work on their General Education Development.  Let me be open to who they are and how we connect.  The Things We Carry…

Then later this evening the elementary interns meet.  These are adults who finished college, but are now working toward education certification while teaching with a temporary certificate.  Tonight we discuss critiques of the assignment they turned in last week.  I want them to be able to assess their students in a way that is both honest and compassionate.  Hmmm… that is my assignment.  Let me remember that.

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