Eight o'clock and I saw part of the gift of early rising opening up to me. I had already meditated, printed up a batch of images that I needed, taken a long walk, gone to Whole Foods, CVS and the market. Morning journaling was long past and now I had time to stretch and prepare for a day at the Sawdust Art Festival. Whew! Gifts galore and I would have plenty of time to write this column as well.
It has long been my practice to look for the gifts in whatever comes my way. Call it Pollyanna-ish if you like, but I find great value in this. What may seem like a burden or a catastrophe often can hold myriad hidden rewards if you look for them.
Artistic partner Suzette Rosenthal and I have another mini-workshop coming up this weekend. While neither onus nor calamity, teaching is one of the areas filled with gifts and rewards. In fact, this was one of the areas my mind chose for its gymnastic endeavors in the morning's wee hours. We both always look forward to the richness of the day's activities.
Even the act of getting together to teach has been gratifying for Suzette and I as we have come to acknowledge the attributes and gifts we each bring to the balance. We have both learned and grown in regard to our individual talents and understanding as we continue to teach with each other in a variety of venues and time frames.
The students, of course, are the greatest of gifts. We come to appreciate them not only as students, but as delightful people with whom to spend a wonderful creative span of time. The camaraderie that develops among our students has been a joy to watch. They share stories, ideas, information, food and more as they work. We laugh together and friendships are born.
It has been said that teaching forces us to learn more. This has certainly borne out as we have found ourselves trying new techniques and ways of using old ones to keep ahead of our seasoned students. And each of them brings a unique style that opens our eyes and prods us to learn as well. While this all takes time, how could any of this be called other than a gift? We are nurtured by each of these experiences.