11/28/2010

Teaching through the senses

Learning about new things might be taught best through the senses.

As a child we all sat through some boring classes, listening as teachers talk away describing and conveying what they were trying to pound into our heads. Sometimes we got to see a movie or two, play with some art or shop tools, depending on the class.

I propose a new way of teaching, a formula of using the senses, to allow the student to interact physically, sensually, as well as mental stimulation. Many children in preschool do this to an extent now, they play with blocks shapes and all kinds of toys, but why does that slowly diminish through the grades, except for a few classes like the arts?

Now I am not suggesting giving toys to older children, but I am suggesting making teaching more an overall sensual experience, to allow children to learn more with aids of this nature, in all ways conceivable. I believe learning is best achieved in this manner for many children. Some are fine with out, but a large amount of individuals learn through visual aids, movies, models things they can interact with. It embeds the memory of what they learn deeper. This may result in a larger amount of graduates, and a lessening of drop outs.

Along with children, this may work well with adults as well. We absorb everything through the senses, so why do we teach with little of this involved in it?

Time for a re think?

Perhaps one day, a method will be implemented and enhanced to take this course, and change the direction in teaching to a new level, and possibly bring about higher learning through the senses and the human psyche.

On a side note, not only is this good for teaching and education, but for you romantics out there trying to revive something or start something up that may have grown a little stale, it's all about the sensual experience.

To many people block out their emotions and senses, instead of just letting them flow, afraid from past heart aches, they diminish further chances. Putting walls in place and emotional blocks quite frankly just kills it after a while, and the very thing they want to fully experience. Think about it, try letting it all go and let it wash over you completely, instead of fearing it and blocking it out. A much better experience will fill you up, instead of leaving you half empty and hearted.

If you go into a relationship blocking the other person from getting close to you all the time because of your own fears, how do you think your relations will turn out? This will only give the other person a bad vibe and aura of mistrust, dishonesty, and the feeling of lack of intimacy coming from you. If you want it to work, you need to get real.

~ William Wooding ~ ©


11/27/2010

Life's Road Map

We are all connected in some way.

We are led down spiritual paths, that guide us to incidences and those we meet, a place in time. Strangely and coincidentally sometimes, we are brought to the very crossroad in our journey to where we need to be.

It is hard for many to recognise this time, without learning to become consciously aware of it. It's imperative to  pay attention to your paths and question why you were guided here. Without learning to recognise these events in time, you may miss your opportunities, your change you've been seeking, that special someone you've been looking for, job you've been seeking, or other opportunity that could enhance your life.

Life is a road map full of arrow signs and distractions. If you learn to capture and recognise them, quietly contemplate and meditate on these events, you can begin to see the very change you seek, how or why it may fit in to your life, and the gift that was brought to you personally from the spiritual,  the universe, and heavens guides.

Learn to take hold of it instead of wondering. It happened for a reason, now explore that reason. Take the adventure while it is in front of you, before it's gone.

Peace.

~ William Wooding ~ ©

11/26/2010

~ Conception ~



















Heavy breath, sweet scent of expectations,
Embroiled fragrance flows, her fire builds within,
Magnetic desires, conspires, collapses into twins,
Twin flames crash, flash into furious passions,
Calories burn, sweat drips, sensuality's surrender,
His energy builds to fill her quenching thirst,
Explosive touch, teasing her tingling tender skin,
Pheromones of fulfillment erupt,
Two become one as souls blend,
Intimate twisted entanglement,
Conception of the lovers,
When they let go,
Passion flows,
It begins.


~ William Wooding ~ ©

11/25/2010

Continued exploration of combined art

We are going to put up a music video every month, emphasizing and exploring the emotions through music and lyrics. Taking some of my first articles, and supporting them with this post, hope you enjoy!


11/06/2010

~ The Stranger ~

















Stranger in foreign lands, walks through a maze of haze dazed but not confused,
Past thoughts trail behind intertwined in his mind, crooked shadow trails,
Leaving to where destiny calls, he travels, mystic insight where others fail, storms blow cold, past unravels,
Determined to find the kind, optimistic futures that hold with strong metallic nails,
Where spirit shows open doors that unfold to the bold and fearless night,
Day breaks dawn with all its might, blocks that mock the rock will set right,
Life leads to journeys needs from blind to sight set seeds to grow,
Beyond the door he will walk toward real passion and what it's for,
The sun rises for the stranger forever more, calling calm and distant foreign shores.

~ William Wooding ~ ©

~ Moments ~

Mystic spirit realms,
Body, soul, minds meld,
Hearts collide, crashed, passions,
Energy, light, bright, fashioned,
Fires rage, burn, rise,
Symphonic harmony, tempo, rhythm, rhyme,
Movement, tandem, entwined,
Tornado's twist, together, find,
Cleansing, refreshed, washed,
Healing energy, synergy, aligned,
Powers, passions, of a different kind,
Fear not the force,
Release what's inside,
Life's moments,
A flicker,
A ripple,
In time.

~ William Wooding ~ ©

~ Rest In Time ~















Along planked paths old and worn,
From hence we came,
We are reborn into mornings march,
Transformed into effervescent ways,
Ignoring the strange disruptions,
Embraced by spatial spiritual spiral rays,
Path worn by know one but me,
Into my place and seat I will reap,
Where mystery meets with nights black ink,
Energy flows from aurora sunsets,
Across my face embraced faceted light,
Absorbed by what is in the moment,
Healing those in birds erratic flight,
Beyond realities winglessness,
To realities expansive knowledge,
Putting them on a path that is theirs,
My spirit and light guides them home,
Sending them scenes of serenity,
Releasing painful memories,
Remembering good memories,
Finding peace within all things,
As nature demands respect,
Balance in human beings.

~ William Wooding ~ ©

~ Burgundy Bloom ~















Ominous burgundy bloom,
Larger than life,
Scent of flowery perfume,
Elegant, random in its voice,
Wafting through the room,
Petals tipped splendid,
Faded hues to white elated,
Depth in colors pleasant,
Erupted to heights fulfilled,
To the eye of pleasure,
Beholds beauty and sanctuary,
In peaceful tranquility,
Garden of erotic delights.

~ William Wooding ~ ©
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