This is a recant of a memory of my 30+ yr old self being told I was going to be a teacher. A “good teacher” in fact. This is something that wasn’t on my path, at the time, and certainly not what I had planned for myself.

At the time, I was working for a global technology company. I had just entered the Executive MBA program and was on a general management track. In hindsight, the fit was not really the ideal. But, a teacher.  🤔   Hmmmpf, for sure it was not on my vision board.

I remember laying in the grass playing with a bed of wildflowers in MA. It was a getaway weekend with a few other mystic-minded women. One was an NLP practitioner; she and Tony Robbins learned that methodology as one of Richard Bandler and John Grinder first groups in the 70s, another was an ex-pat from Morocco.  We made banana and zucchini bread, walked barefoot in the river behind our friends’ house and communed in the grass.  Yes, told you the corporate thing was really not my bag.

Cathy, the intuitive reader, aka a psychic, hosted us and gave each of us a private, intuitive reading. All I remember from the reading was the clear, emphatic words, “you are going to teach, and you will be really good at it.“

I was under 35 at the time and thought, “OK fine, this is fun, but that’s definitely not going to happen.“ A teacher’s salary couldn’t pay my rent or allow me to live the “high maintenance“ lifestyle I had created for my young self.

To keep a really long story short, just before I closed down my commercial studio, (after eight years of successful operation), choosing to move everything into my apartment and focus more on private teaching, I realized that I had actually become the “good teacher” she told me I would be more than 30 years prior.

I plopped down on the white coach in my living room (shown here with my nieces and nephews enjoying a visit with me) and called Cathy and just cried acknowledging the memory and realization.

All the living room furniture, including a dining room table with six custom made chairs, were later given away to the Salvation Army to make room for my studio equipment.  I had leaned into myself and transitioned to a lifestyle that truly fit who I was and what she foretold of me.

I couldn’t be more complete, satisfied and happy than I am, writing these words now.  I walked away and/or threw away a lot of things that I didn’t really need to be fully present in my space as I am at this moment.
However, I am also very glad to have locked in those solid, pension-earning years of corporate life. Believe that as well. ;).

So, to my 30+ year old nieces and nephew, I say, take note,

“Everyone and everything laid in your path has a purpose and reason.”

We only find this out after time has passed. So keep your eyes and ears open. Arms open to possible gifts and challenges. There will be more than a few. There’s a lesson or a gift in every exchange.”