If you're doing something you love, an hour seems like 5 minutes. If you are doing something that doesn't resonate with your spirit 5 minutes can seem like an hour. And the reason that so many people are opting out of Education is because it doesn't feed their spirit, it doesn't feed their energy or their passion. (Ken Robinson)

If you're doing something you love, an hour seems like 5 minutes. If you are doing something that doesn't resonate with your spirit 5 minutes can seem like an hour. And the reason that so many people are opting out of Education is because it doesn't feed their spirit, it doesn't feed their energy or their passion.

Ken Robinson

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