The other day a guided meditation asked me to consider the teachers in my life.
As I focused on my breathing, I searched for the single person who stood out in my mind as being nurturing, encouraging and a guide on my journey.
I searched my memory bank and one of my college professors came through clearly. But I couldn’t think of anyone from earlier in my journey.
I wonder whether I never appreciated those special people or whether they ever really existed. Or, at least, never existed as teachers in the sense of that awesome responsibility that I now recognize.
And so, close your eyes and think of the teachers in your life.