Connecting
Sometimes I think life is all about connecting: with God, with family, with good friends, with strangers. And with the waters of life that run deep inside each of us. Without those connections, something in us withers and dies. If people aren’t available for some reason, we seek out animals. Books. Movies or TV. During the pandemic, I watched an Australian series ( A Place to Call Home ) that made me feel more connected to the characters than to anyone else. They kind of took over my life for a while, when Phil and I had to hunker down and not talk to our neighbors. For some reason, we need those connections to give our life meaning and perspective. Phil and I find those connections as teachers at Santisuk. There is an energy, a spark, a sudden inflow of life that comes from our students as we get to know each other. Sometimes these connections are created within 20-30 minutes. Last Friday Phil and I taught at an English camp at a Thai university. We each had 7-8 students fo...
