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Was reading an article today on how education today has become more and more transactional…and how it robs the learner of the critical thinking.
I share my musings…
When education is not a buisness
When learning is not about grades
When teaching is a passion than profession.
Where doubts, perspectives are welcomed
And not sidelined or ridiculed
When questions are not means to an end
Curiosity and wonder will find its purpose…
That I am fond of writing is nothing new after all these years of blogging and writing but as a child, I remember clearly when I was asked by a school teacher to read a famous poem and share its meaning in class I dared to share a new interpretation to it…that resonated with me.
The teacher then, was not open to a change of perspective… nor ready for a deep dive on why I saw it differently. She simply wanted to finish her work without deviation. I remember sitting down that day, without feedback.
But it didn’t stop me from wonder and writing…in fact I continued to write free verses in time till date.
I write this all, for I have shifted many schools in my childhood… as my father served in the Armed forces. I have seen upclose the good, bad and ugly side of schooling.
And the plus side is, it certainly has shaped me to be, adaptable and resilient as a person in time.
As readers and writers, we experience a dual bliss: the joy of discovering writing that deeply resonates, and the quiet fulfillment of reflecting on our own words and the connections they create.
It is a beautiful thing to share our creative gifts with the world. Yet, what is most profound is the heart of the person…reader or writer, alike who takes the moment to offer a word of kindness or appreciation. A single good word has the power to change someone’s day for the better.
Expression is a gentle pathway to healing. Whether it is a pen dancing across paper, a brush gliding with color, or feet tracing patterns upon the earth, the joy of movement is our shared thread.
Reaching out from within ourselves to share is not always easy, even if deeply fulfilling. It demands our energy, our time, and our vulnerable spirit. Yet to withhold our voices or suppress these expressions would be a tragic loss indeed. It is truly inspiring to read, to write, and to honor the transformative power of words in all their creative manifestations.
What is one “good word” or simple phrase someone once shared with you that stayed in your heart when you needed it most?
If you were to think of the past challenges,what comes to mind as a strength you uncovered about your self that you wouldn’t have found any other way ?
Life is a series of interconnections.The conversations and dialogues make life meaningful.
Life is meant to be expressed and experienced.You are healthier as you speak create love and listen.And you are even healthier if you feel heard. Being heard and understood feels like a boost for the body mind & spirit.
The cost of loneliness is a heavy price to pay.And so is the cost being ignored, undervalued, humiliated.And equally heavy is the price of indifference.
When voices are minimized and presence dismissed, the direct effects are loneliness and isolation.The body remembers and reacts to the rejection showing up in symptoms and diseases, for the emotional walls manifests itself in inexplicable ways…
Restoring the sense of self is about creating sharing opportunities fornot just personal expression but about being heard & feeling understood.
It’s not about the space we occupy, but the life we live.
Every morning in my moments of gratitude, I reflect on the things that I could have some times taken for granted. It has become a consistent habit for many years now…
In these contemplations there is often much that emerges, sometimes what’s apparent is not what is, and sometimes what is, is not all…
Today it was all about strength, not the kind that makes you go on, to push further but actually the kind that is gentle and quiet, I am talking of that which is often invisible.
What came up was …
That strength doesn’t have to proclaim That strength is often that which is hidden in you That surfaces in the storms That strength too needs rest to recover and its ok That strength is seen in the so called small ordinary moments of life in subtle ways That strength needs no nudging but nurturing in gratitude, for it appears whenever in need as a force of nature. That every one of your strengths and my strengths are valuable in our lives to make it whole and complete.
Gratitude to all spheres of strength in need for its a strength in deed.
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