I love teaching! It’s easy to forget that when I’m caught up in creating stories, but that excitement of something unfolding, coming into being… It’s all there in both writing and teaching. Here’s the difference…
When I write, it’s me here alone. Don’t get me wrong. I love how it feels to try something new, to ask that wonderful “What if…?” over and over, to stretch myself, and to feel that I might be on to something right and good. But when I teach! When I teach… I’m sharing it with others. I don’t mean just sharing what I know. It’s so much more than that. I get to share the entire experience with others. I get to see and feel every new discovery and delight with them. Theirs, mine, ours. It’s a huge gift.
So, what brought this on? Why now, when I’ve been a teacher for many more years than I’ve called myself a writer? Just a wonderful group of six courageous women who are in a sweet class I’m teaching here on Whidbey Island.
Here’s some of what I’ve learned about them during our time together:
- They love the playing we do.
- Laughter and teasing is not only accepted but appreciated.
- They’ll write as long as I let them. Really!
- Sharing their dreams and doubts gets easier each time.
- They’re always eager and ready for the next step.
Here’s some of what I’ve learned about me during our time together:
- I will always be a teacher.
- I’m amazed once again at how the success of others can feel like my own.
- More and more I trust sharing leadership in groups I facilitate.
- I gladly spend way more time than necessary preparing for our classes.
- After all these years, there is still joy in seeing my own transformation as a teacher along with theirs as writers.
What are you learning about yourself?