The Teacher I forgot I Hired
Some teachers come to us in terribly offensive classrooms.
They wake up our Lizards, they remind us of things we had wanted to forget, they trigger us so much that our physiology changes. Upon hearing them, we feel a little sick, a little sticky.
We can blame them, of course. That's easy.
Or ... maybe, we can thank them. For showing up with their words, and reminding us of how much we have grown, how much more solid our boundaries have become. For showing us the places where we may want to tighten them a little bit more, still.
I am going to believe that maybe these are teachers whom I hired, a long time ago, and forgot.
I am going to sit with the yucky and I am going to thank it, as it reminds me of what is no longer a fit.
And then, I am going to have a really good, really clean day.
10/9/2016 11:50:35 am
Fantastic..........I love it.........thank you for sharing this, I will be passing it along................huggzz my friend.
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