Lexie is having thinks about facilitating learning and what gets in the way. The five blocks, according to Lexie who wouldn’t really know zip, are fear, power, favouritism, humiliation and mockery. If you are my teacher and have any of these weapons in your communications toolkit, you won’t teach me anything except to be frightened, […]
I’ve hated this woman.
I’ve hated this woman. I’ve not loved her at full capacity. I’ve fed her lies & told her she wasn’t good enough and have allowed others to tell her she wasn’t good enough. I’ve allowed her to be broken. I’ve allowed others to treat her disrespectfully. I’ve allowed her to run through brick walls & […]
‘If you have lost your honour, you can lose nothing more.’
Rāhui Day 36 (38): ‘Henry Ford said ‘Don’t find fault, find a remedy.’ It’s the essence of all leadership. Remedies aren’t always easy to find, and they often require a 24/7 commitment to never giving up – on anyone. And teams aren’t really teams, that’s a misnomer. Just like the idea that there’s no ‘I’ […]
A bit obvious now, eh?
I’d add, ‘I see you’. Suddenly you talk to me for days because you want something. You try to ‘make a connection’? You’ve known me for years but you choose now? You think being ‘nice’ now after years of closing your eyes to all the damage that’s been done around you will work? I see […]
Absolute bliss
Mayday. So, always on the side of the workers, I set up the range. It’s chill bordering on cold. Quiet too. The young man is shooting 70m today. Alone, the park to himself. Except for me, of course. Keeping an eye on the time. And the sheep. An average first day back at school, he […]
Vision from Gaza
I met her On her road to Damascus So I thought Sun shone on the grit sand Glint owning shards of light Spreading them like a warm disease of the mind She wore her hair in unfashionable ringlets Screwtapes missing That was not all Something else was Not quite right She was pretty Hard though […]
The metaphorical library of the mind
Rāhui (Lockdown) Day (I need to check, I’ve lost count. Checked it’s Day 38 (40): a few good days, and a few crappy ones. It feels already like today will be one of the latter and the black dog is definitely sniffing at the door; it may already be in the room. As quite often […]
Self-harm or Self-care?
TRIGGER WARNING: suicide and self-harm As I have already indicated in earlier posts, I’m not very good at self-care, but over the years I have proved to be exceedingly good at self-harm, whether emotional, psychological, spiritual, or physical. It might sound a tad silly, but one of the challenges when it comes to my engaging […]
‘Are you a girl who used to be a boy’, then the follow up ‘are you Finn’s Mum?’
Rāhui Day 29 (31): Shit, it’s those odd numbers again. Oh well, just have to live through them, I guess. Hard to believe it a month since I sat in one of those uncomfortable plastic chairs at Maungakiekie and watched my Cushla coaching, our Finn shooting arrows, and George Corbett trying to strangle me. I […]
I’ve never seen myself as a number. Ever.
Yesterday I took the coward’s way out and said nothing about ANZAC Day and the mindless jingoism that surrounds this faux commemoration. My news feed was filled with blood red poppies, sepia photographs of young men in uniform, long dead heroes smiling at the dead eyes of thousands of long-dead cameras. We deny the conversation […]
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