It’s amazing who you can find to be your teacher. Everyone can teach us something, but sometimes someone so unexpected can change your entire world, how you see yourself, what you thought you always knew.
These are usually not the ones who hold degrees or positions in institutions of great learning, although we can learn a lot from them.
They are usually life’s teachers, the ones life sends your way when you least expect it.
I have met such a teacher. I can be a hard head. One of the hardest things to break through can be our own self image. I am no exception.
We are usually not that grateful to the one who challenges our comfortable notions about ourselves. I wasn’t. But in these early morning hours, after letting my thoughts ponder these new realizations…slowly, at first, but growing in depth over time…I wake up realizing that I have been blessed by the presence of a truly great spirit, someone the world would not acknowledge, but is, nonetheless.
I am still reeling from the loss of Kenny, but in wandering through my grief, my path has brought me to one who has delivered me a big dose of awareness and opportunity for growth, for which I am now truly grateful.
