There is still a lot of misinformation being spread about higher education funding arrangements under the new Act. The students page on my website sets out the main points in the Act.
Strange as it may seem no amount of learning can cure stupidity and formal education positively fortifies it.
My hope was that organizations would start including this range of skills in their training programs - in other words offer an adult education in social and emotional intelligence.
Anyone who knows history particularly the history of Europe will I think recognize that the domination of education or of government by any one particular religious faith is never a happy arrangement for the people.
Las Vegas is a very strange place. It's a place of broken dreams.
This may sound strange but I had dreams as a kid of doing exactly what I ended up doing in my life.
I always wanted to be a Californian. In my wildest dreams I always liked California - it's the place where oranges grows on trees! Fruit just falls off the trees.
It's like one of those dreams you have when someone is chasing you. You're running as fast as you can and someone's trotting behind you just out of range trying to grab onto you.
In my dreams I hear again the crash of guns the rattle of musketry the strange mournful mutter of the battlefield.
I was always a dreamer in childhood especially. People thought I was a little strange.
We all dream we do not understand our dreams yet we act as if nothing strange goes on in our sleep minds strange at least by comparison with the logical purposeful doings of our minds when we are awake.
Wherever there is a design that is highly successful in a broad range of similar environments it is apt to emerge again and again independently - the phenomenon known in biology as convergent evolution. I call these designs 'good tricks.'
For two years nobody talked about anything other than the name arrangement. There was no fund-raising and no progress being made on construction and design.
I write the way you might arrange flowers. Not every try works but each one launches another. Every constraint even dullness frees up a new design.
It's all in how you arrange the thing... the careful balance of the design is the motion.
I couldn't have foreseen all the good things that have followed my mother's death. The renewed energy the surprising sweetness of grief. The tenderness I feel for strangers on walkers. The deeper love I have for my siblings and friends. The desire to play the mandolin. The gift of a visitation.
How strange this fear of death is! We are never frightened at a sunset.