Ever think about how incredibly dependent humans are on being taught? You can’t survive without near constant instruction for a long, long time. We big headed mammals even have to be taught how to breast feed.
You would have died without teachers. A bit humbling, isn’t it?
And after the literal aspects of staying alive are taken care of, where would your business be, your relationships, your art, your family, without all the teachers who offer you diamond insights, sizzling info, healing stories, energy uplift transmissions?
Dad:: “Never step on someone else to get where you want to go.”
Pema:: “Place your attention gently on the out breath.”
Lilly:: “Yes, mom, you can to and stop saying you can’t.”
For the space of one inhale and exhale, think about all the people who have taught you something, offered you some tidbit of knowing… even just this week.
Ready for the kicker? All those teachers who taught you? They did it out love.
Love for you, love for the right way to boil pasta, love for the act of teaching: doesn’t matter.
It was given to you. Not because you earned it or deserved it.
The world is really that generous.
Wait, there’s more:
If you find yourself god-smacked to your knees with gratitude for all the knowledge streaming to you, do so in front of a mirror.
Because you are one of those teachers that someone, reading this, would thank.
Breathe that in.
Stand in the truth that you are a teacher and a student. If it makes your legs tremble, if you shake your head in wonderment, that is just fine.
P.S. Why not send a quick thank you (email will do) to someone who taught you something useful this week? Or 20 years ago. Doesn’t matter. Share the gratitude.
P.P.S. If reading this, you felt a burning to take a bigger role as a teacher – whatever the subject – you might enjoy the TeachNow loveletter. It’s a very short actionable email that arrives twice a month with ideas and resources for the teacher in you – whatever you teach or want to teach. Clickhere to get it.