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the greatest gift?
January 29, 2008 |
I’ve long said that our teachers often come to us in disguise.
One of my favorite quotes from Notes from the Universe (I know, I’m obsessed - but it’s sooooo good!!!) states: “Whosoever may torment you, harass you, confound you, or upset you, is a teacher. Not because they are wise, but because you seek to become so.”
Read it again. Does it resonate with you?
So, that annoying neighbor with the loud music is a teacher. So is that dude that cut you off on the highway today. Oh, and your annoying boss that micromanages your projects is one too. Not because any of those people are necessarily super wise or enlightened, but rather because you seek the lessons life is serving you.
Maybe it’s not another person that torments you. Maybe it is your self - or an aspect of your self: your body. My friend Jessica, after having gastric bypass surgery and losing nearly 200 lbs wrote in her blog:
And now I realize it’s the biggest gift that I have ever received: weight. By having the opportunity of being obese, and also a “normal” weight, or at least on my way to it, I have been able to hone the qualities that I found most endearing in a person. I also was able to learn at a very young age that it doesn’t matter what a person looks like, and not to judge by appearances, the way that most people did with me.
The most important lesson I learned is that you have to love yourself, before anyone else can love you. Happiness lies completely within the individual. No one else can make, or break it for you, without your permission. Throughout high school, I cursed the body that I was “given,” and now I realize that it has made me a stronger, better person.
Our tormentors take many forms. Other people. Our body. Our weight. Cancer. Our hair falling out. Being gay. The size of our penis or tits. Whatever it is.
But perhaps your greatest tormentor is also your greatest gift. Just maybe.
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23 Comments so far
I normally don’t tend to write comments,
but this just made sense to me.
Thanks for that, and keep up the good work!
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I read something 20 years ago which hit me like a 2×4 on the back of the head. It was written by Confucius: “If you see a man who is wise, emulate him. If you see a man who is not, examine yourself.” I still love it.
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fine.. but i still want a bigger penis
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I love this little message as well…It’s marked as one of my favorites in the book!
However, I must say that I haven’t found one I didn’t like…
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I am so glad for Jessica, I have an aunt that is going through the same surgery and being there and just supporting her through the process was such a joy. She lights up everyday to know that she is better-ing herself for a much longer life, and it is very pleasing to know when people are there for you when you go through such big turning points in your life…
Dave you are really a great friend.
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hmm… I guess you could say that about any experience in life… “bad” or “good” because everything you experience is another piece of the big puzzle which is you….
…Deep stuff…
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This “love yourself for who you are” seems to be the overall theme of this blog. Dream. Imagine. Do. Explore. Life is an adventure. Live it up! Sometimes life stings, but after the sting comes the tingle:)
BTW, it’s not the size of your penis that counts. It is the orgasm. That’s the stuff! And, it pleasure intensity factor is determined in no small part by the state of your mind.
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I will be your teacher:
It is spelled “losing” not “loosing.”
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This blog today seemed to resonate with me more than any other to date. I have many people, both good and bad, in my life who serve as teachers. They all have those characteristics from which I learn and progress beyond to better myself on this journey. Thanks for the reminder that no matter who they are, or when they come into my life, they all serve as teachers and help me become, well, a better me.
Love you Dave - thanks so much - J
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Often times, we learn a lot more from people/situations that we don’t like, then things we do. So we should appreciate everything.
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You see? I’m his teacher, come to point out his vanity and selfishness and utterly childish take on spirituality.
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Yes indeed wise brother–and why? Because we are always a vibrational match to that which we are receiving. If we are not likeing what we are receiveing (manifesting) then the operative question has to be: what am I thinking about you that is keeping me from resonating as I truly know I am? The ONLY answer to this question HAS to be that you are thinking something that has created a vibrational discord. Knowing you are ultimately in control of this, all the world is both your playground and your teacher!
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we are here FOR the contrasts–that’s why we are here! When you know what you don’t want, you launch the clearest desire of what you do want–and if we can just focus intentionally, deliberatly on that–oh my oh my, if we can just focus on what we want, the laws of the universe part heaven and earth to work their magic for us!
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We are all but………… pilgrims……..on the way.
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does that include being short?
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We need to ask questions of torment, harass, confound, or upset, who is are teacher? what it teaches? when does it teach us? why does it teach us? This I think is where I can reflect on my teachers.
On the side did you mean confrontation or confounds?
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Again…another true statement. Realizing every situation has a potential to be a learning experience, has really helped me through alot of tough times.
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how’s jessica?
she’s really a nice girl~
i wanna see you and she doing a talky blog again~
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Davey..came home today very tired of my boss..this little lesson was nice…thanks..it made me stop being mad..
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I’m great :0)
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People make good teachers in our lives - ones we like, and ones we are not so fond of.
Extreme experiences are too. My Big Bad Brain Injury has probably been one of the greatest teachers in my life. I think I appreciated being disabled before, in a way, but not like I do now - having spent time not being able to do so many physical things (like, move my left arm, stand and walk, etc.) that I could take for granted now.
And while I am still mildly mentally challenged, it’s nothing like not being able to sustain memory one second to the next, to string together a chain of awareness.
I was just thinking hunger is a teacher, in a way. Kind of funny though - I have “lost” that feeling with my brain injury. I remember something about feeling a sharp almost pain in my stomach when ‘hungry’, but I have felt nothing like that since June of ‘89 when I was injured. Hunger is a great teacher though; as is eating, being fed. You can take that metaphorically all over as well.
I’ll leave with Dick Cheney & George Bush are wonderful teachers of mine too! Not sure just what I’m learning from them I don’t already know, but those 2 and others of their ilk annoy & challenge me more than about anyone I can think of. Maybe they’re supposed to teach me patience & compassion.
cheers,
John
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how do you reconcile this with the people burned in the gas chambers of Germany for being the people who love who they were?
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Got to admit it Davey. Your full of wisdom at very young age. A “Guru” for that matter… How I wish i could have that same wisdom…
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