While time heals, teachers and their words live in our hearts and memories.
In time, we become the teachers sharing the lessons of time passed and teachers from our past.
To all the recent graduates of the YL's teacher training, congratulations!
Summer of 2008, I remember graduating from my masters program in English after five rigorous summers of reading and writing, and thinking the morning after graduation, "Oh. Now what?"
So I started a list of what's next - the possibilities... another masters degree? an MFA? Need a new goal. So many plans...
Then life surprises you. And we make it good.
But as we fight the impulse to rush off to the next thing on the to do list.
We pause.
We sit down and breathe.
We enjoy this moment, and the next moment.
In this moment, honor the teachers, honor the time.
Let go of the fear.
Whether it be fear of growing old, or not stacking up to the teachers that we aspire to be.
We let go of not being good enough.
We let it evolve. We have faith. We let it be.
These are my mantras that I needed to hear tonight.
Thank you for listening. And thank you for sharing your words and teachings!
Namaste,
Kevin
2 comments:
Kevin:
Thanks for your post. As I read it, I reflected on my journey of completing my Master's degree. I thought about why I pursued the degree, the the time I spent working on my degree, how I used the knowledge recieved and what I hoped to do next. It all came back to time and currency.
"Time is the coin of your life. It is the only coin you have, and only you can determine how it will be spent. Be careful lest you let other people spend it for you." ~Carl Sandburg
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Sandee
Sandee,
Thank you for this quote and your comment.
Indeed, at boarding school, like life anywhere, time... almost evaporates, with so much to do, so many spinning plates. I thank you for this reminder - "the only coin you have."
Here's to spending it mindfully.
Cheers,
Kevin
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