Teaching is learning

Our Method of Instruction course is coming along well. As part of it, Nomi asked us to bring our teaching experiences, learnings, issues to the class to facilitate discussion. Here are my two bits on it..

I have learnt that

– acceptance is the first lesson of teaching

– I may attempt to help others perfect, but I am not perfect myself

– I may guide but I still need guidance

– I am a teacher only because students chose me to teach them

– each student deserves my respect and attention, just like my patients; we have all chosen the same paths

– I am a teacher, made better because of what I learn while teaching

– I must not be judgemental; everyone has a unique gift

– even the indifferent can make a difference, with the right intent

– I may know lots, but never everything

– teaching reflexology, just like practicing it is about the art and the student , not me

– I have many teachers; my mentor, me, my students and every pair of feet

– I am good at what I do; my intent is good


Its only a beginning


About Namita

A melange of colors, just like the rainbow. Sometimes, as bright as the yellow sun, brimming with energy. Then driven by the passion of red to pursue my dreams. Calm like the clear blue skies and playful like streaks of violets. I am a collection of stories, each different and yet the same. I am simple in my complexities and something in my nothingness. For my bread and butter, I am a reflexologist – a profession which is more than just a job, it is my passion. When I am not busy in conversation with the feet, I potter around with my camera lens, indulge in good music and snuggle in with my books. And when my energies begin running low, nothing perks me more than traveling to unknown places, meeting all sorts of people and exchanging tall stories. I am a founding trustee of the Uday Public Charitable Trust that hopes to provide the gift of education to children of martyred soldiers and also other deserving children. It is a cause close to my heart. My gypsy heart cannot sit still and I must always move, explore…The mountains call out ever so often and I am off with my backpack. Trek, trek, trek…I want to push my limits always..rediscover my fears and move forward with my strengths. i love myself and my life, I must be god’s favorite child . With much to do and much to see, i am on the brink of another journey, always.
This entry was posted in Musings, Reflexology and tagged , . Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s