This week I go back to school to begin our work days. (Yes, I am a teacher. Yes, we have summers "off" as in we don't go into a building. However, I doubt you work more hours than my colleagues and I do.) I love walking into my empty classroom. All the desks put up, chairs stacked, decorations stored, marker boards empty, and the room is spacious. I come in and take a deep breath in and slowly let it out. Then I take another. It is a wonderful feeling. What is that feeling? Possibilities.
An empty room is full of possibilities. Empty rooms, empty schedules, an empty school is filling up with possibilities. Possible friendships, possible dates, possible fights, and most importantly possible learning. Learning which changes a life which can change a community which can change the world. Learning how to be a better scientist, a better historian, a better linguist, a better mathematician, a better speaker, a better citizen, etc. Just learning to be better. It isn't just learning. It is also striving and reaching for more. All of these possibilities await in the empty corridors of our schools and classrooms.
This beautiful emptiness really isn't empty at all. It is really full. It is full to the brim and overflowing with the possibilities of a new school year and that makes me excited.