What if our teaching was our sacred mission, our soulwork, our spiritual practice? What would we do differently? What would change?
Our students are living under an unimaginable burden of trauma. But, how much are we taking these factors into account in the classroom? And what would really showing up for our students demand from us?
We must make a fateful choice. Will we hide our hearts behind our lecture notes and bury our heads in our theoretical postulates? Or, will we risk helping our students get a little bit drunk on romantic talk of magic, wholeness, and transformation?
We need to make clear that humanistic scholarship has an entire toolkit that we can employ in the classroom for the benefit of the widest number of students. Some of those are critical tools, but there are also vital tools for empowerment, empathy, and meaning-making.
Now, more than ever, how we approach our scholarship is inherently and inescapably a political matter. Shall we choose to bury our heads in the sand, or to use whatever platform we have to try to address the conflagration outside the window?