A sway to teach
A step this way and that way. A sway of a dance. Something new to learn. Even tackle if I must.
A new beginning amongst the toughened edges.
And now it has been almost a year since I walked away from a teacher. My education or experiences with such one has now come to the complete halt. Not once since June have I said I was wrong. Nope.
I look back, yes, to recall. To make notes so that the urge to voice myself into my teacher's wind fails before I even think it.
My education will bring new light to missed points and etch words or memories deep so I can remember. Deeply placed within my mind.
A nice sense of closure fell and I enjoyed the liberation. And now as I look back, I was scared of being without this teacher. Yet I see just how far I have gone. It is this kindness in failing that brings deep joy to my mind.
To embrace and apply.
Sure there are moments I want to still say hi, even then the words choke in my throat. Silence is my vocals. I just look and observe but say nothing.
As the microphone in my thoughts prepare a melody full of lyrics to bring peace to my life. It's this calming that makes me become who I should be.
And as the words soothe me the memories exhaust the breath until a sigh is released. The grateful exhale.
To deny I miss my teacher would be wrong. The mind recalls many parts and can make or break the soul. Yet the spirit is what is ever growing and surpasses all objections. Leaning into this new chapter of living.
I am happy. Smile for me, just in this moment. Then acknowledge my change the years to follow.
A new beginning amongst the toughened edges.
And now it has been almost a year since I walked away from a teacher. My education or experiences with such one has now come to the complete halt. Not once since June have I said I was wrong. Nope.
I look back, yes, to recall. To make notes so that the urge to voice myself into my teacher's wind fails before I even think it.
My education will bring new light to missed points and etch words or memories deep so I can remember. Deeply placed within my mind.
A nice sense of closure fell and I enjoyed the liberation. And now as I look back, I was scared of being without this teacher. Yet I see just how far I have gone. It is this kindness in failing that brings deep joy to my mind.
To embrace and apply.
Sure there are moments I want to still say hi, even then the words choke in my throat. Silence is my vocals. I just look and observe but say nothing.
As the microphone in my thoughts prepare a melody full of lyrics to bring peace to my life. It's this calming that makes me become who I should be.
And as the words soothe me the memories exhaust the breath until a sigh is released. The grateful exhale.
To deny I miss my teacher would be wrong. The mind recalls many parts and can make or break the soul. Yet the spirit is what is ever growing and surpasses all objections. Leaning into this new chapter of living.
I am happy. Smile for me, just in this moment. Then acknowledge my change the years to follow.
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