Monday, January 31, 2011

When the student becomes the teacher...

What happens?   Better yet how does it happen?   
There is a balance here in our world that must be maintained – a very precarious balance that defines who and what we are – what  in fact makes our world so very precious...  a balance between all things opposite that make up the diversity and colourful tapestry that is life on our planet.  In among the obvious; light and dark, male and female, good and evil, exists something many of us do not stop to consider. It is the realm of knowledge – I know vs. I do not know...
How hard is it for the average person to say those words?  I don’t know...
How difficult is it for one to admit? I do not know...
So how does the one who has always had the answers suddenly become the one who is asking the questions?  I don’t know, but I do know it happens...
More often than people are willing to admit the ones who have always been around to show us the way, to lift us up, to nullify our fears and reassure us in times of doubt, can disappear, fall, become fearful, lose confidence or become lost themselves.  When this happens what in the world is a student to do?  Take it as an opportunity to test your newly acquired skills and knowledge.  Accept it as a test of your abilities.  Were you listening?  This we would very much like to know...
There is a danger in thinking you have all the answers – a danger in thinking your truth is the only right and real truth.   A danger in fact in believing your message is the only valid message.  This is not to say that your message is not important, of course it is or you would not be driven to share it yet who is to say it is the only message or the only way for others to find their way.
I met a man once; he was a good man with a good heart and a drive to help those in need.  A healer he was who wished for all the world to see it as he saw; beautiful and full of light.   He had a gift, an ability to see into the hearts of others and to recognize their sorrows.  He made it his life’s work to focus on their pain, to explore the cause and effect of it, to work with them regardless of the cost to self until their pain was gone.  He knew that he was only a vessel and a tool for the healing energies that others may not be able to for the moment for themselves control.   He understood that deep within them they knew already the answers to their dilemma, that somewhere buried within they were aware of what caused them grief.  He accepted that these things that they had ignored, pushed aside, refused to recognize were in fact poisoning them on a level that they may not for the moment comprehend or understand.  He found himself in a position of a fond father, worried perhaps for the future of a child who he cared for, seeing a better way and all the while knowing that the answers when given may not be received willingly. 
A good man, concerned for the wellbeing of his fellow man, having lived a full life and having seen a smoother path for those that would follow, intent on sharing what he had learned.  A good man...
Yet somewhere along his path, this man who loved so deeply, this man who cared so much forgot to care for the one person who was in his life the most important.  In looking into the hearts and minds of those he encountered he forgot for the moment to look into his own...  In his attempts to heal other he forgot the importance of healing himself. 
It is all too often proven true that in our attempts to ignore that within ourselves that is not complete we find it so much easier to focus our energies on that within others that seems to us to need to be fixed.  This is how I think the student becomes the teacher, for when the teacher and guide has forgotten to care for that which in turn cares for and heals others it is up to the bravest and boldest of students to say – ‘no – wait stop...’ 
Do we?
Do we in life have the courage to face those who we have looked up to, admired, entrusted our health to?  Do we as students of this life have the courage to tell them that perhaps this moment is not so much about looking at that within me that needs fixing but that within yourself that needs be addressed... Do we as students have the strength to let them know that they cannot not help us if they cannot help themselves?  If we do not, then we were NOT listening...
I met a man, he cared for all those he met, dived deep into their hearts and did his best to heal the hurt that he found – why – because he was not yet willing to dive deep into his own and face the hurt he too had long ago buried and left behind...
I met a man...
Jean Victoria Norloch
www.feenxrising.com
http://www.feenxrising.ning.com/

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