Fck (excuse my code language) a teacher can make or break the meaning of life. They either light up curiosity in you, or put the lights out. A good teacher will make you discover for yourself that the juices of life are in the depths of thing. Like to know someone deeply, knowledge about anything can go as deep as you can sensibly creatively take it.
Teachers can inspire depth in your life or harden your surface to shallow.
Teachers are everyone of us, not just those in the institutions of such things as general schools, nursery school or kindergarten. We are all teachers (Guru’s) to some extents, as each experience you co’create for someone else, happens to set its traces in the life of that person from that point on, which then causes us all to make decisions according to what we have experienced so far. And we all then pass on too many bad experiences to each other, spreading out and adding more and more of all the wrong lessons of life.
It’s all to easy to say or rather to repeat wise things we have heard, like, Love Like You’ve Never Loved Before, but to actually manage to do that, for most people, feels almost impossible, because the nature of our psyche is set to protect itself from harm, which is done by following what we’ve learned from our experiences in life.
From Another Perspective
We have got to be able to see that everything has a multitude of perspectives. In some cases, even two different perspectives can both be the accurate or the right, or even both be the truth.
Damn the taught parenting that we’ve inherited! How little does humanity know!?, to trust total strangers with their little ones fragile openness, the earlier the more insane the lack of awareness and sensibility is! To know so little, that you actually feel little enough, to succumb to institutionalising your very own. What kind of a helpless feeling humanity is that then!? To just give themselves away like that. To being institutionalised. And give their helpless children …and all the time accepting that work for your living is most of your waking hours, which is the very reason it fits to give your own children to institutions, schooling them for the rat race and the hamster wheel monopolní game, keeping you from really living. It’s all insane. Not at all nessesary.
Competitive minds can’t allow harmony. Competitiveness is much like a brainwash, and it is by far mostly more ill being than well being.