Socratic workshop/professional development

I will be conducting this workshop here in London for anyone who is interested and can attend. The cost is $25.

https://www.facebook.com/events/310156963152506/

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“Teaching Peace”

I have a new essay up about teaching peace in the classroom and also applying it in my personal life:

http://infinityschool.ca/education-concepts/teaching-peace-starts-listening/

New poems and an essay appearing

It has been a good writing week!

My essay, “A Great Law of Peace,” about my attempts to learn, live, and to teach peace will be appearing at ChildReach this coming week (a link will be forthcoming). I also learned that Open Thought Vortex (OTV) will be publishing my poems “Sevens,” “Mistake(s) by the lake,” and “Little Boy Blue(s)” about the cities of Windsor, Ontario, Cleveland, Ohio, and St. Louis, Missouri.

I was also delighted to learn that the inaugural issue of Landlocked Lyres will be featuring my poems “City on the Hill,” “Mr. and Mrs. Bridge,” and “Warren Avenue.”

Links to all will be forthcoming.

 

Another version of what DEMOI is/means

Over a year ago I provided a statement of what DEMOI Independent Learning is about and which pops up every time you or I open this page. I remain proud of that statement but I know now that what I then said is, of course, only a portion of what I am actually trying to do as a teacher.

Here is another, alternate form of synopsis which expresses for me what I believe I am doing:

“This,” he said, handling it, “is a stone, and within a certain length of time it will perhaps be soil and from the soil it will become plant, animal or man. Previously I should have said: This stone is just a stone; it has no value, it belongs to the world of Maya, but perhaps because within the cycle of change it can also become man and spirit, it is also of importance. That is what I should have thought. But now I think: This stone is stone; it is also animal, God and Buddha. I do not respect and love it because it was one thing and will become something else, but because it has already long been everything and always is everything. I love it just because it is a stone, because today and now it appears to me a stone. I see value and meaning in each one of its fine markings and cavities, in the yellow, in the gray, in the hardness and the sound of it when I knock it, in the dryness or dampness of its surface. . . Words do not express thoughts very well. They always become a little different immediately after they are expressed, a little distorted, a little foolish. And yet it also pleases me and seems right that what is of value and wisdom to one man seems nonsense to another.” -from Siddhartha by Herman Hesse