To Listen

Where does control begin and end?  How much can I hope or expect to confer to the parents of my students, or to my students themselves?  How much do I assume?  How much am I  blinded by that assumption?  

More and more listening seems to be the best path to walk.  It is also often the hardest one to remember.  How deeply can we listen to one another and to our own intuition?  For me, the act of listening more deeply to a student is similar to a wish I might make of their flattened fingers, their straight thumbs, their crooked bows.  Look at what is there, notice what is happening.  Be aware of yourself and how the world is falling upon you now, how you are treading upon it.  It is a delicate but direct dance.  Something that is open, but powerfully aimed.