When The Jacaranda Flowers

You know its exam time. Only I haven't had any exams this semester just essays - I have had five due in the last two weeks and I've only got one to go. My last essay for the year.

As I walked around campus today,
feeling Spring in my step,
gentle breeze,
warm sunshine -
I felt a little sadness - at how fast the year flies; at how much I wished the semester would be over so I could spend more time on other things. I don't think I spent enough time just being. Just enjoying learning and being with other people from all different places; with different passions and ideas; and different reasons for doing the same classes as me. I will really miss my tutorials for Arab, Islamic Studies for the next four months - because they are always so heated, so passionate, so alive... It is a good feeling when everyone in your tutorial has the confidence to start an argument! I will miss my global studies lectures immensely; our course director, Dany, is one of the most inspiring, intelligent and strong women I know - and she'll be leaving us for a year to take up an important research post for the United Nations in the US. After our last lecture together I'd made an orange cake - we had a little party - and we all cried. When I started university last year I felt very disappointed. I guess I had big expectations of what it would be like; the lazing under shady trees, meeting lots of kindred spirits, learning wonderful, challenging things - but I found it displacing. Perhaps I was just a bit burnt out after school, or I'm just a hopeless romantic -
But now when I look back at it all,
Standing against the sandstone of the quadrangle,
Watching purple jacaranda petals
fall gently on the grass -
I know all my expectations have been far exceeded.
I have found opportunities I would never have imagined,
I have learnt to be more accepting,
accommodating of ideas,
I have a lot more knowledge to back my own thoughts,
I have made some precious friends.
I have known exhaustion and relief and disappointment and pride in my own work
But mostly, I have been inspired.
To always be learning,
consciously and thoughtfully
whatever I may be doing
Afternoon tea is simple today. Fresh as the breeze...