The drummer’s modulating rhythms reminding me of the children on the playground. As the bass man’s fingers danced on his upright bass it brought back to mind, the lively discussions where the students’ thoughts were allowed to freely express the explanations of their creative ideas. 

A trip to a Philly Jazz Cafe organically aligns with Mindfulness in Education.

Failure as part of the sacred process.

We cannot speak the same language, but we live the same language. Living speaks and bears it within our tears as our hearts feel language.