the moment you realize you’ve wandered

everything I do it seems this year is in service of the classroom. that gloomy room where I meet my teenagers.  those human sojourners who find themselves in a classroom with me for no reason of their own. To learn to learn … has become – to graduate, to pass, to get through and on to the adult life, so alluring and yet so the same.  I find myself waking up in a room full of young zombies. intrigued by their long fingernails, smart phones and anything but here.

gratitude for my place in their lives, it doesn’t need to be obvious to be

May all beings be happy ♡