I can’t even explain it and it is so strange. And though I can be angry and sad, also, seeing with unclouded eyes that the world is imperfect, that so many people are poor and suffering in my country and in other parts of the world, seeing that and knowing, too, how hateful human beings can be myself included, that someday I will die, that someday I might have to bury people who matter to me, despite these things right now at the core I am just happy. Lost and confused, and uncertain, and afraid but I am just very happy to be me. I am not that naive to think this will last forever. This feeling will probably go and dissipate, or be violently replaced by anger, or swallowed by restlessness, but recording this memory, of this being pleasantly contented with myself, I find happiness in the thought that I can return to the thought of this, and maybe by remembering from a point in the future, the shadow, rather, the warm glow of this ember of bliss can reach me then through the years.
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I fell in love with learning in my teen years and I've stayed in love all these years. I wanted to be a person who could SEE signs, connections, and beauty where others could not and I knew I could be that person if I knew more and understood more. The universe was and still is a fascinating enigma and life is about collecting different keys for unlocking its mysteries. That's what Eureka is all about. I hope that my passion shows when I teach and I hope that it is infectious. If there is a gift I want to impart to my students, it is the joy of an Aha! unlocking in their mind, of something clicking and making sense or opening into a vast wonderland of possibility. That is why I teach. View all posts by thedoe