What is a conscious classroom?
Conscious classrooms are full of joy, and laughter, and unbridled imagination.
Conscious teachers honor themselves, and respect their students.
Teaching and learning are effortless.
Tapping the Well Within
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Each child is god Come down to walk among us, Embodiment of Eternity and love. Each child is god Each holds The wisdom necessary To shift the earth. Each carries light— Her own light And the light of all. All … Continue reading
I trust you. You will do what’s right For the highest good Of all concerned. I believe in you. You will sort it through Until your own wisdom Comes clear like water. I know you. You are magnificent.
Today’s lesson could be compassion: That deep love that holds connection Without should, Playing cards with the homeless In random sheltering doorways. Today’s lesson could be joy: Running before the fall wind, Eyes full of clear air, Spirits lifting … Continue reading
Your child is not broken, Rather s/he is on a journey beyond “fixed.” What s/he will learn has already been chosen, Your growth is open for negotiation. How will you be blessed? With acceptance, Compassion, Or the full knowledge of … Continue reading
Reading is not Curriculum, nor Tests, nor yet Some educrats idea of Building future success. Reading is not A diorama, or Book report, or even Group discussions. If it were, How many … Continue reading
There is a huge piece missing From the lesson plan: The child itself. Dreams, Passions, Play Curiosity like the first snake. What would happen if Our classrooms were truly Child-centered?
This is what I was born to do To teach small hands And huge minds To do my own homework first To clean my own house To live in the fullness of my own spirit And share it.
Schools teach not soul Nor love Nor the true power of self That shines without compunction. Schools teach not us Our history From the dawn of our own time Through the transmigration of roses Lifetime after lifetime of growth … Continue reading
Way back with Socrates We worked inside our own bodies Had faith Stood in a web of laced love Connected to the lives of our tribe– And our minds woke up.