Yes, I believe that when the student is ready, the teacher appears. When the student is not ready, the perfect teacher could be staring him/her in the face, but would go unnoticed. I am surrounded by teachers, because my eyes are wide open and my mind is expanding. Even the mean and unpleasant people have something valuable to teach - actually, our 'enemies' may well teach us more than our friends. I believe we draw people towards us who have something to show us.
I've held on to the hope of being able to 'teach' my father some of life's wonders that have revealed themselves to me, but I have to let go of that dream. It's pointless wasting energy on those who are not ready to learn. Dad doesn't realise there is anything left to learn, but I'm trying not be critical of the path of others. We all have our own journey to live. I feel sorry for my father - he could have so much more in the last years of his life, if only he could see it. Dad's not a nice person, and he's not easy to be around.
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Two women who have recently come into my life are my greatest teachers at the moment. I found them because I was ready to find them - I wasn't looking for them. Debbie is a psychic reader and energy healer, and Helen is a neuro linguistic programming therapist. They are both spiritually aware women with a deep desire to help heal those who are ready to heal themselves.
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Usually on New Year's Eve, Grahame and I head out into the bush and enjoy the beauty that Nature so readily shares, but I'm presently looking after my parents while their carer has a break. There'll be other New Years to celebrate our way - I'm needed here at the moment. But I don't feel I'm doing a very good job - I need to put some healthy boundaries in place, but I find this extremely difficult.
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. . . . . just musings, really - alone with my thoughts. I was going to go out for an hour to have a drink with my uncle at the club, but Mum was worried about me going out, so I didn't. I'm sitting in her sewing room with my computer, and a bowl of chocolate and caramel ice-cream. It's quiet except for the swoosh of the fan, and the monotonous squawk of a frog in the distance. An Asian gecko just snatched up a little white moth on the window, attracted by the light - incredible animals. Although I feel a little low in spirit, I know deep down that I'm OK, and that I'll always be OK. And I'm grateful.
I hope everyone has their share of love, laughter, peace and grace in the coming year. Happy 2011 to all.
This is the first rose from the first rose bush I've ever grown
4 comments:
Hi Gaye
Sounds like things are a bit tough with your parents. Sorry to hear that.
Love your honesty, and that Rose is perfect.
Best wishes for the New Year.
Denis
Hello Denis,
thank you most sincerely.
Kind regards,
Gaye
Hello Gaye,
Thank you for sharing, and remember that I'm reading, and ready to listen. You are treading your own path. Teachers will come and some will pass. You will learn what you need to, from each one. You are very loving and are loved.
The best of New Year wishes for you both.
Bill and Glenyce
Hello Bill,
many thanks to you and Glenyce.
Later today I'm heading back to Baradine for a break while my other brother and his wife take over here for a week, then I'll be back.
It's a glorious morning, and I've been watching the birds out the window in Mum's garden, from bed. There's a fresh summer morning wisp of a breeze coming in the window, and the sunset was spectacular. I enjoy this time of the morning before the rest of the household is up and about.
Cheers,
Gaye
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