Trying to Inspire

How do we inspire others? I teach a class, and I love the subject. There is so much depth, so much to be gained from the topic each week. I am able to get great participation, some very good discussion. Which I am grateful for, because I don't think that happened much before. I think they may have had a lot of information spewed at them.

But.... but I want more then great discussion for them. I want to know they are doing the reading. I want to know they are internalizing the subject matter. I want to know that it is becoming a part of who they are, and they are awakening to a new sense of their potential.

I have been giving them the invitation, pleading for them to take action. I told them I want so much more for them, but I cannot do that alone. For them to get everything that they can out of the class, they have to engage with the readings, they have to be internalizing it. The discussion can be wonderful, engaging and uplifting, but if they don't do their own study they can't internalize. I want it to become a part of who they are. There is so much more there.

I think they are glimpsing that. I think that they are beginning to have a vision of something more. I know that what we are discussing can change our very natures. But not if we are keeping it at arms length. I think they can feel that now. I think they are starting to reach for more.

My Poor Neglected Blog

My poor neglected blog. It has been such a very looooooooooooong time. I happened upon you again, and I think I have missed you. I thought I had other things I needed to do. Some things that for some reason, I thought were more important then you.

But I'm back. I realize now that I need you. Perhaps you think it silly, ridiculous even.

It's true, though. I do. I need you. I need your help. I need a place for self expression. Some where to throw my voice into the wind. It really doesn't matter if someone else finds you. I just need to share with someone what is in my mind and heart. To mull things over. To help me find my inner truths. I think that the best one to share that with is you. And if some person hears my calls in the wind, if it helps them, all the better.

Reading through your pages, I wonder how I could have ever left you? The forgotten treasures here are more precious then anything else I have been pursuing. I feel like you have awakened a sleeping corner of my soul.

So please forgive me for forgetting you. For leaving you alone. I look forward to each of us making the other better.