I'm watching my fellow back bender/friend/former student trying to figure out how to stand up. She's so close and although I've never done it (tried to help/talk to another student during class) before, I got her attention and motioned for her to try something. She did it and then stood up. She probably felt good, but I felt bad.
I really learned something in that moment and it was more than just to act like a student when you are a student. I learned that there is a method to this madness. She was so close, it was obvious. Standing up was as close as an answer stolen from the tip of your tongue. I stole her chance to figure it out.
This got me thinking about this journey we are on. If all the answers were just handed to us, we would not have the journey, or, at least, not to the extent that one experiences after working hard for something for a long time and finally "getting it". But it is all a balance. It is a little bit of putting in the effort, a little bit of training wheels, and a whole lot of courage, patience, and persistence. Practice, practice, practice.
What was the point, really of what I did? No point. It wasn't really a big deal either, except that it got me thinking about these other things which are important. I think of my own practice and how good it feels to figure something out. How good it feels to complete a crossword puzzle. I don't want the answers, I don't want the cliff's notes, well, not all the time at least! I want the chance to try my hardest, to see if my inner knowledge (or whatever) can find the answer.
It is kind of like going to India. No one really offers to help you figure it out. They all know it is about the journey and figuring it out along the way...
I really learned something in that moment and it was more than just to act like a student when you are a student. I learned that there is a method to this madness. She was so close, it was obvious. Standing up was as close as an answer stolen from the tip of your tongue. I stole her chance to figure it out.
This got me thinking about this journey we are on. If all the answers were just handed to us, we would not have the journey, or, at least, not to the extent that one experiences after working hard for something for a long time and finally "getting it". But it is all a balance. It is a little bit of putting in the effort, a little bit of training wheels, and a whole lot of courage, patience, and persistence. Practice, practice, practice.
What was the point, really of what I did? No point. It wasn't really a big deal either, except that it got me thinking about these other things which are important. I think of my own practice and how good it feels to figure something out. How good it feels to complete a crossword puzzle. I don't want the answers, I don't want the cliff's notes, well, not all the time at least! I want the chance to try my hardest, to see if my inner knowledge (or whatever) can find the answer.
It is kind of like going to India. No one really offers to help you figure it out. They all know it is about the journey and figuring it out along the way...
