November 25, 2013 by Angel Pricer
On Friday, I spoke about my vision of Love in Education to a small group of individuals committed to the inner journey. I was a little nervous, but it wasn’t long before the words flowed effortlessly through me and the exchange with the participants gave way to even greater awareness into the challenges faced by the parents and guardians of exceptional children.
Just a few hours before, I received a knock-my-socks-off kind of call from a friend who is very supportive of the message that is unfolding via this blog. She shared one of the posts with some like-hearted individuals and there is interest in setting the stage for a wider reaching presence. This feels completely natural, and totally terrifying, all at the same time.
Our call reminded me of a letter I wrote almost two years ago to a PA State Representative regarding education reform. It was lengthy, but the closing statement rang in my ear as we concluded our call:
How can a successful discussion of educational reform be conducted if those who are most woefully neglected by the system are not given a voice? I am willing to be that voice. I am willing to advocate for my family and all families who are not only ‘left behind,’ but rendered nearly hopeless and with significant emotional scarring to heal before a true zest for learning can again be ignited.
I never received a response, but that has not deterred me from pursuing the vision. I was willing to be that voice two years ago; and today, I am that voice.
It’s possible that this will be my last post until after Thanksgiving. We will be visiting our son for the first time since he started at The Hunter School, and when I wrap my arms around him I want to be well rested and stress free. But don’t worry, I’ll be back. I always rise to the occasion.