Ganglia of awe

continued musings on curiosity

fragment of notes from my notebook

Seven years ago, I left my “job” as a classroom teacher in one school/district. This decision opened me to a path of unraveling, undoing, unknowing, and reseeing that feels like an endless miraculous gift. Perhaps all choice points in our lives do this and it’s only in retrospect when we (choose to) see some points as e…