"Tidal windstorm
Splits trees and rock,
Yet cannot last a day.
So much less, man's work."
This has not been my easiest week of teaching. Students, caught up in their own affairs, seem to care little about what I do, even when I do it for them. They resist me at every turn, and I struggle to keep my motivation. It's frustrating. I care so much about them that I find myself hard-pressed to realize that they change, I change, classes change...Everything changes, even if I can't see it in the moment. If I can stay aware of that process of change, maybe I'll be more serene in everyday moments. It might be easier to stay focused on that which is eternal.
Splits trees and rock,
Yet cannot last a day.
So much less, man's work."
This has not been my easiest week of teaching. Students, caught up in their own affairs, seem to care little about what I do, even when I do it for them. They resist me at every turn, and I struggle to keep my motivation. It's frustrating. I care so much about them that I find myself hard-pressed to realize that they change, I change, classes change...Everything changes, even if I can't see it in the moment. If I can stay aware of that process of change, maybe I'll be more serene in everyday moments. It might be easier to stay focused on that which is eternal.
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