On Friday, March 7th, I met with Cathy Hoffman, a longtime Cambridge activist. As I sat there, telling her the neat and tidy story of my transition from teacher to early learning activist, she listened and heard what I wasn't saying. She heard and gently named the suffering I was holding from my defeated departure from teaching. She saw how much passion I had had for teaching and how much it hurt to come to the decision not to continue. I realized that she was right...I was so eager to move on to my next phase, yet I hadn't faced that suffering.
As Cathy's truth rang in my head, I wondered...why wasn't I allowing myself to feel my own pain?
As chance would have it, an hour after that conversation, I would be leaving for a 48-hour experience that would give me the time and space to confront this very question. (click here to continue)
As Cathy's truth rang in my head, I wondered...why wasn't I allowing myself to feel my own pain?
As chance would have it, an hour after that conversation, I would be leaving for a 48-hour experience that would give me the time and space to confront this very question. (click here to continue)