16-04 2021 10:25
wrote:
David was a generous, playful and caring colleague. I co-supervised several doctoral students with David and also taught on the PGCE Primary programme inspired by his leadership and humility. My thoughts are with Linda and family at this the saddest of times.
I share this poem “Touched by an Angel”, written by Maya Angelou, because it speaks, with great sadness, to our loss.
We, unaccustomed to courage
exiles from delight
live coiled in shells of loneliness
until love leaves its high holy temple
and comes into our sight
to liberate us into life.
Love arrives
and in its train come ecstasies
old memories of pleasure
ancient histories of pain.
Yet if we are bold,
love strikes away the chains of fear
from our souls.
We are weaned from our timidity
In the flush of love’s light
we dare be brave
And suddenly we see
that love costs all we are
and will ever be.
Yet it is only love
which sets us free.
16-04 2021 10:25
wrote:
David was a generous, playful and caring colleague. I co-supervised several doctoral students with David and also taught on the PGCE Primary programme inspired by his leadership and humility. My thoughts are with Linda and family at this the saddest of times.
I share this poem “Touched by an Angel”, written by Maya Angelou, because it speaks, with great sadness, to our loss.
We, unaccustomed to courage
exiles from delight
live coiled in shells of loneliness
until love leaves its high holy temple
and comes into our sight
to liberate us into life.
Love arrives
and in its train come ecstasies
old memories of pleasure
ancient histories of pain.
Yet if we are bold,
love strikes away the chains of fear
from our souls.
We are weaned from our timidity
In the flush of love’s light
we dare be brave
And suddenly we see
that love costs all we are
and will ever be.
Yet it is only love
which sets us free.
