I was asking these questions last night.
Last night, I was browsing Craig’s list and Kijiji, looking for guitar teachers in my neighbourhood for my nine year old. His dad bought him a guitar a couple of weeks ago and since then we have been wondering about getting some lessons. How would you pick a teacher?
The process I followed was to click on the photograph of the teacher to enlarge it and ask my son if he felt a vibrational resonance with the person in the picture. It would only take a glance for him to say “no”, “no”, “no”… “no”… “look at this guy Faris” I said, “I think he looks nice”, my son looked at me, put his arm around me and replied “mom, who is this teacher for again?”, we both laughed – it was a nice way for him to tell me to mind my own opinion and let him use his own antenna.
Ten minutes and twenty pictures later - ”Yes! That’s him, that’s my teacher”. This person had their cell phone listed – I sent them a text message, it was around 10pm. They responded immediately, and we have a lesson step-up for this Friday. Everything went so smoothly and perfectly, just the way it always should, just the way it always does for my Faris. I am pretty sure he made the right choice.
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This process reminded me of the time when my daughter was three years old. At the time, I lived in Pakistan. I was a single mom back then too. Because there were no day cares in Karachi, back then, I needed to employ a live-in care-giver or nanny who would look after Kinza after she came back from school around 1pm. I remember, that I had shortlisted two candidates. Then I told them both that final decision was going to be made by my 3 year old. I explained to my daughter that because the nanny was going to spend the most time with her she should pick the person she felt was the best for her. My daughter looked at them both, shook their hands, and then looked at me and pointed to one of the ladies “this one” she said, and ran back to her play. That was the girl I was secretly hoping that my daughter would not pick – but I was Ok with both the ones I had shortlisted. The girl she selected, Zahida, stayed with me until I came to Canada. Kinza was ten years old at the time. That was the best decision making I ever did, Zahida was perfect for us.
Now I know better.
I am pretty sure that Faris and all children, and for that matter grown-ups too can access whatever information they want (no, not from Google) but from Source.
I know that when he said that he already knew everything – he really was totally and completely right. I think that he had the ability to go inside and connect with Source to access whatever he wanted – therefore he did not think that he needed a teacher.
Perhaps going to school has dimmed that connection? I cannot be sure. Because there are still times when he says he knows everything. But he is more open to learning from others now. I did not get him any lessons until he asked for them –that’s how it works now. If he says he needs training, I arrange it – I never presume that he does. I understand now, that sometimes we ask questions and we shift our attention from the question and allow the answer to flow and at other times, we do not make that shift in a way that we can receive the answer directly, (perhaps we have a belief that says a teacher is needed), but we are allowing enough for another person, “a teacher” to bring the answer to us.
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Many things happened over the last few days that pointed my attention to this subject. Here is a short list of the most important items:
1. I am currently in the process of teaching a focus wheeling class over a period of four weeks. Each week is about one subject, and the four subjects are money, relationships, health and self-esteem.
2. I have been looking for a teacher to teach my son the guitar.
3. My son has resumed his karate training after a two month recovery from a sports injury.
4. I have started coaching someone I met through my website helping him to accelerate recovery from a serious chronic illness, and helping him find his own power.
As a result of all these aspects of my life, I have been thinking about the relationship between a student and a teacher. I am pretty sure now that we only need teachers when we cannot access Source on the subject ourselves. Isn’t that why some people are self taught guitarists while others take lessons. How did the first person who came up with karate moves, come up with them – surely through inspiration? This person I am coaching about health, how in the world of internet did he find me and ask me his questions? And I became the perfect conduit through which Source provided him with the answers he wanted that resonated so strongly with him that he knew with certainty that he was on the right track. How did my focus group sessions come about? Simple – I practiced focus wheels and other processes so much that it became easy for me to tap into Source at will to get a focus wheel going and so those who were asking questions that could be answered through this process found me.
Isn’t it wonderful how everything comes together with so much perfection?