Yesterday some feelings/visions(?) took a recognizable form. Teaching is like pruning. You have to trim the plant back so that it can grow. You have to be careful not to cut too much or too little or not at all. Teaching is like this. There is that balance. It is scary sometimes to know where that balance is, to feel like too much was trimmed and the plant will die. Scary for both plant and gardener. That unknown and fate?