I am sitting here with tears in my eyes. Not tears of gratitude, not tears of joy. Just tears.
Most people teach from their mind. Most people teach from the Tree of Knowledge.
Tree of Knowledge, simply, means speaking from what you already know, what you store in your memory.
A “real” teacher is different, and very very rare.
A real teacher is always a student. And as student learn with all the people they teach, at the same time. Not what you would think: they are also taking course, they also have teachers. That is not what I mean. That doesn’t make them real teachers.
A real teacher, like me, learn as they speak.
How is that possible? It’s possible because I do not speak from my mind. I speak from the nothing (space) behind my mind. From the space of mystery, from the space that cannot be known.
That is why I am so nervous, anxious, stiff as a board before I approach a new topic. I have no idea what I am going to say.
This was, exactly, the case yesterday when I lead my first Brilliance at Will class. Looking back, I was exactly as agitated, nervous, stressed out as I used to be, every time, I was going to do the Landmark Forum. I did that course 20 times, but it was always from the mystery: what am I going to find out about myself now?
