This afternoon I stepped out the front door and saw that a whole lot of pink flowers had suddenly appeared in my front garden. This may have happened because the last week of school was too stressful for me to pay attention!
Anyway, this led to a jaunt around the garden taking pictures, accompanied by Jemima, who made it clear she was following me while refusing to let me get close enough to her to potentially grab her and bring her inside!
Our language and culture tends to deal in absolutes. He is a student. She is a teacher. People are, or are not. We have more trouble with processes, gradual slides from one thing to another. And this is strange, because most people spend most of their lives in the process of changing, not as the static "things" their labels would suggest.
I am not a human who is being one particular thing or another. I am hundreds of processes. I am a human becoming. What am I becoming? Who knows! We might just find out together.
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