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I've long held to the belief that I am your student.  Yes, specifically you.

I am also your teacher.  Again, yes, specifically, you.

There's a term for that.  It's called interdependence.

Every day, as I move throughout it, I share experiences with other people.  They teach me things, about themselves, and myself.  

Among the things that I've learned:

  • Words matter.  Being cruel to someone else in even a tiny way is significant.  It hurts them and it hurts me.
  • If I love me, I can love you, too.  In fact, I have to love me first.
  • It's easy to unthinkingly hurt another person.
  • It's easy to unthinkingly be hurt by another person.
  • Actions matter.  When you care about someone or something, it's never a waste of your time to show it, to do something about it.
  • Words don't matter.  Okay, I know that I'm directly contradicting myself here.  This is possible.  Language is a tool we use, and a necessary evil.  But often it's a trap.  We get stuck on labels, meanings, and expectations derived from language.

All this is on my mind because a friend of mine wrote me this morning and told me, while blushing fiercely, that I'm sort of their hero.  They find me to be further along a path they themselves want to travel down.

It was an immense compliment, and one I thanked them for profusely.  I do take it as an honor, but not a sign of special status.  I'm no guru.  If anything, I find that each day I'm alive, I find I know less than the day before.  There's a verse of the Tao te Ching that speaks to this.  


Not-knowing is true knowledge.
Presuming to know is a disease.
First realize that you are sick;
then you can move toward health.

The Master is her own physician.
She has healed herself of all knowing.
Thus she is truly whole.

I'm grateful that each day I can help others to heal themselves of what they know, and seek the wisdom of what they experience.  I'm grateful that each day, they do the same for me.

AuthorMako Allen