Where are the Learners?

by Judith Bakkensen

 

 

I am a teacher.  Here I come.  Can you see my huge passion to pass along wisdom to you?  This precious wisdom was so difficult to come by.   I so much want to share this or that.  It has changed my life.  I want to make your path easier.  Do you want to figure all this out all by yourself.   I can help you. 

 

Yes, I see you coming.  You want to be my teacher.  Do you know I have a choice?  If I choose not to learn from you right now, can you handle it?

 

If I choose to let you be my teacher,  I will do it with my whole self.  I will play my believing game.  I will quiet that little voice that bounces behind my brain, questioning you.  My mind will quiet.  I will not speak.  I am ready for your truth.  You may not be able to teach well, but you may have something very important for me to learn.  I'll let you be my teacher.

 

Sometimes, I will immediately resonate with your message.  I will let your words penetrate into my soul.  Usually, I will wait until later, I will process what you have shared with me and decide if anything fits.  Perhaps I will have to shift my beliefs to fit your good stuff into my world. 

 

So many teachers coming toward me.  I don't see any learners.  Where are my learners?