I received word recently that a dear and delighted and devoted student is going to be making some changes. I applaud his decision and his bravery and his clarity in this important life change. He’s incredibly centered and self-aware, and I have no doubt he’s doing a right thing.
But my own bittersweet sense of loss is pretty strong too.
The price one pays for teaching and sharing and coaching is that the students learn to make their own decisions. That price includes the sadness when a student leaves, or a cherished kid graduates, or when life leads elsewhere. The payoff, of course, is the joy in teaching and the thrill of making discoveries together, and the peace that pervades when good teaching and good learning meet and embrace.
In all these cases, right is right. I rejoice in that.
This is the result of several years of design and publishing work by the Global Marketing team, then several weeks of migrating, re-writing, new writing, uploading, editing, and such from me to get the Department of Music site ready to go.
It’s a work in progress, of course, and not fully populated yet, but it’s up! And for a while, my evenings are mine again.
One evening back in October, I had, upon arriving home, spoken a long voice memo into my iPhone, recapping things I’d thought of on the short drive from school.
Thinking I had hit the red stop button, I set the phone down on the kitchen table. And I proceeded to have a conversation with Samson the Feist whilst unloading the dishwasher and cleaning the kitchen sink.
Samson was certainly voluble. And the phone was still recording.
This may also incriminate me, but it’s too fun not to share, so share I will.