When Monday rolls around and I spent Sunday disconnected, I find things quite loud and hectic. I even find my voice loud and my mind hurried and harried, but I do find I am increasingly able to recognize this is the case in that moment.
I heard a voice–
At once, both
Familiar yet unfamiliar.
This voice–
Somehow too loud
Intruded upon the day.
Tried to lean in
Attempted to recognize
Where had I heard this stranger?
Suddenly,
Without warning
I recognized it!
It was mine–
Out of place
After a spacious silence.
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About ivonprefontaine
I have been an educator for almost 20 years. Prior to that, I worked in private industry for 15 years, then returned to university to earn my education degree. For the past 11 years, I have been a co-creator of learning in a unique, progressive, alternative educational school of choice. Currently, I am engaged in a doctoral program at Gonzaga University in Spokane. A main theme in my learning there has been the roles of systems thinking, complexity theory, and organizational theory, and how they apply to education generally and the learning environment I share with students, parents, and colleagues.
Nicely written and shared thank you!
You are most welcome.
Intriguing. There are times when I haven’t recognized my own voice – and those are times of such disconnect, as you write of. A gentle reminder to listen well, to take the time to recharge and rejuvenate, and to be cognizant of our inner self…
That is so true. Thank you Melody.
The beginning of a new beginning, Ivon……
Yes, It is Carolyn.
very nice
Thank you Shimon.
Love the poem! Well written. Thanks, Ivon!
Thank you Amy.
Very Nice. Really Cognizant of inner self.
Thank you Ivsrao.
Nice.
Thank you Bela.