Truth found
Last Wednesday morning, I was walking my dog. It was 6:30 am, and it was garbage day in my neighborhood. As I went up the street, lo and behold, someone had thrown out an enormous mirrored disco ball. I went over to it, heart pounding and examined it. A few mirrors missing and a small dent. But it was too big to carry and walk my dog. So my poor dog was dragged through his walk, so I could get home and drive to the mirrored sphere and put it in my trunk.
When I got to work, I decided to place it on the floor of the studio and turn on one of the overhead projectors to shine on it.
This was to be a pure provocation.
No announcements of it’s arrival or declaration as to what one could do with it. I sat back and watched.
I watched joy and discovery, quiet flickers of solo encounters
and group interactions that danced, shouted and whispered.
I watched mystery and suspense.
I watched poetry.
A moment.
Many moments. 
And still, I watch.
It is fascinating and engaging for both the children and myself.
So as we ponder what is educational, what is creative, what is important, what is hands on, what is intuitive, what is learned, what is science, what is thinking, what is collaborative and what is reflective…let us remember the possibilities of this encounter.
“Light is the symbol of truth.”
James Russell Lowell
