Unfortunately, or fortunately, for me there isn't a Hogwart's School of Wizardy for me to attend. My classroom, peers and teachers are composed of the moments of my life, awake or asleep. School does not let out for summer and there are no breaks, not even a weekend. Every moment of every day that I am alive on Earth is education.
I know myself well enough to understand my learning style. It is the same in the actual classroom as it is in Earth School. I pay attention as well as I can, I ask a lot of questions and I don't take notes. I let the information pour into my consciousness until my mind wanders off in a day dream and then I take a walk. The steps clear out the confusion and the ideas get organized. I hardly ever do homework and I'm not particularly studious, I'd rather go out and play. The result is that with very little effort I am a straight C student. :)
But grades don't matter in spirit school. It's a pass/fail structure with endless opportunities to retake a lesson, in fact it is required that one retake the lesson until the level is completed. There is no competition or shame in failure, it's simply the way it is and every student is as valued as the next.
Please enjoy some special moments from my 2012 yearbook, I am a recent graduate from Rock N' Roll High School. :)
|A class I had to retake about a thousand times.|
|With Satya, my mentor and friend|
|I am whole and complete in myself. I am whole and complete in the Oneness.|
You know, homework is not such a bad thing and it would serve me well to do it as it trains students to take the test. And another thing, it's probably going to take some time before I feel comfortable writing about what I learned about emotional energy because what I found out is that there is an unseen world effecting our human interactions and it is something I am still making sense of after getting rocked, pitched, rolled and smashed. Do you all even need to know? Do I need to tell? I love my life and the interest and intrigue but there have been many, many times that I have wished I was leading a more simple life instead of being on this mystical trip and the real life Sookie Stackhouse... I am reminded of a dream I had about three years ago that was a response to me wondering why my life was so difficult.
Dream Sequence ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
I'm a younger version of myself, maybe 10 or 11, my classmates are boarding a school bus to travel to a band competition. At the last minute I decide not to board the bus and walk instead. The bus pulls away and I am alone on a country road. Happily jaunting down the lane, i enjoy the sights and sounds of the bucolic scene. Up ahead there is a fork in the road, I take a left and find myself in a clearing in the dark woods. Something in there frightens me and I run as fast as I can to catch up with the bus. When I do finally catch up with the bus my friends ask me why I didn't get on in the first place, to which I responded, "I choose to walk!"
~~~~~~~ End Dream Sequence
Yes, I chose to walk. And even though my life has been composed of a lot of trials and error, even in those traumas and tragedies I have been extremely lucky. Everything always works out in my favor in the most interesting of ways and for that I am truly grateful.