Sometimes people tell me I have a nice voice. I reply “No, if you want to hear a singer, you should meet my daughter”.
Some people call me an artist. I reply “No, if you want to see an artist, you should meet my son”.
Some people tell me I can write. I reply “No, if you want to read something that will blow your mind, you should read my oldest son’s work”.
I raised them. I taught them. But who really taught who? I believe I learned more from each one of my children. Possibly more than I could ever offer as a teacher.
At the age of 40, after overcoming many traumas, I got this tattoo representing all that I had learned up to that point. Three of those roses, represented what I learned from each child:
Blue = To attain the impossible & perception
Red = Love, Respect, Courage
Orange = Enthusiasm, Support, Autumn – Son
Gray = Wisdom, Knowledge, Modesty – Oldest Son
Pink=Feminine, Vitality, Emotional Maturity – Daughter
So I ask you who is your teacher today? Is it your boss, who shows you what a true leader is? Is it your mother, who just does what needs to be done? Could it be your dog who shows you how to be content? Is it that noisy neighbor who teaches you how to be quiet?
Someone once told me that everyone is a teacher. Some teach us how we want to be and some how we don’t want to be. My choice is to be open minded enough to learn. No judgement, just observation.
Stay Blissful my friends! – E