The winding corridors within the brain
Can fill with love, with people and ideas.
They flow for hours, freely through
Before they hit a blockage and
The highways grind to a frightening halt.
I went to my induction for my teacher training today. It was really good but we were given two large ring binders full of information and it induced a mild sense of panic somewhere deep inside.
I’ve had this feeling so many times throughout life and I’m starting to become more aware of it and I’m working at not letting it completely engulf me.
It feels like my brain is ready and willing to learn but as soon as it’s bombarded with a lot of information it becomes like a sponge that’s been dipped in a bucket of water; there ain’t no more getting in, no matter how hard I try.
It’s a horrible feeling but I’ve learnt to appreciate that everyone is feeling that fear. The skill required comes from just winging it while you’re in panic mode and then going home and digesting it in your own time. I used to just panic and go off the rails before I even made it home.
The best piece of advice that I ever got about this was to be more duck; calm and unruffled on top of the water and paddling like crazy underneath. I need to do the work in the quiet places and times and remember that everyone is feeling just as overwhelmed as me.
I hope that you are feeling calm and collected at the moment. And if you’re not, be more duck.