The Teacher who showed UP


To my teacher, beloved, and one of my best friends,

Thank you for all the growth you've given me. I am now realizing that you have cut me open to the deepest of my wounds, something I have been carrying with me for far to long.

This I cannot say is good or bad just that it something I needed to go through,

and in that lies the greatest love.

As a child I had always looked for love from my father and was often met with drunken anger,

his issues being projected onto me. It left me feeling inadequate and unloved,

as a result I have gone seeking for the feeling I felt was missing, for me it was "to be loved", a brokenness to my masculine energy. And because of it I tend to give my love quite freely, because I have felt the feeling of being without.

Although we may disagree on what our relationship may or may not be, you bring out feelings in me that are not easily put into words. You have made my heart and soul ache for the dance of life. When we are in moments of making love, that sweet tender passion, I never want to go away.