When the student is ready....

Aug 17, 2009 23:18

the teacher appears.  At least that's what I remember this old saying to say.  I wasn't counting on the teacher arriving like a house falling on my head!

I have spent my entire life not willing to commit to any particular tradition.  It just didn't make sense.  My mind catches information as it flies by, and like fly paper it all sticks.  I end up with a brewing kettle of information forming new ideas all the time and the result has left me with the idea that there is a much, much bigger picture out there than any box can contain.  Consequently, I have managed to avoid to committing to a path of real work in the spiritual sense, even as I have been led to teach and support others.

It's my turn now.  I believe that I have found a teacher who is enough ahead of me on this path to clear the way.  For once, I may not have to do all the brush clearing, and maybe, just maybe, I can allow myself to take the easier path.  It's a tall order for me, so I'm sure I'll manage to find many ways to make this more difficult.  I have hope that I can learn new ways of doing things that will work better for me, and allow me to really be *me*.

Namaste

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