I am no closer of having anything figured out by no means… but I have been feeling an invisible genuine force these last years that has made me take one step after another in an unknown direction, the right one because I felt a certainty within my heart. Miracles have crossed my way, unseen to the rest of the world, some even with shapes and colors, and they have put me and my family in the way of beauty and gratefulness. Just like that.
I wanted to share with all you, today, in a special one, what I wrote exactly one year ago…Call me crazy! Thank God I am and I love it!
This year of change, being new to Lower School has made me more open to things I did not recognize before, even though they were happening all the time and working all the time, I did not see them. The more they occurred, the more I could use that awareness to learn, grow and be better.
In late September, I experienced an explosion of kindness, inspiration, and connection with 5KB. I was asked to speak to them about my flaws and defects. Around then, no “Wonder”, miracles started to happen, as my perception of many things changed. The origin was Asm. That whirlwind of magical kindness inspired me to be me, to see more through my own eyes, something the little ones just DO.
Teaching tiny people has made me not dismiss the little things, made me more open to hear, see, feel, smell and taste it all more. They have made me understand that being vulnerable, as children are, makes one beautiful, measures your bravery and that it is the way to live a wholehearted life. This way of living, as my little students do, is the birthplace of pure love, belonging, creativity, worthiness, and joy, as well as fear and struggle….which we are all wired to experience, but being vulnerable as they are, lets one be seen, deeply seen and feel alive and enough.
This year in Lower School felt like having my own special superpowers; I guess that is why I started to wear superhero clothes at 42 to work…to my very own surprise.
We all have gifts, but it is not until we perceive them, that they start working in you and in everything that surrounds you. Asm this year has been the playground of the miracles I have experienced and reached my heart directly.
Like my 10-year-old son says “white butterflies, are much more than just white butterflies”.