to teach, or not to teach... (that is the question)

over the past few years i have been asked

to teach various work-shoppy types of things,

and i have ALWAYs declined.  

you see...

i don't think of myself as a teacher (although

i do think i may have many things i could share).  i am blunt.

i am not the most eloquent speaker... i sometimes

have a hard time getting to the point, and 

when i do i often surprise myself with a 

truth i didn't even know i held!

but here is the story... i was recently asked to be 

part of a workshop (details to come), and i totally ignored

the email, because i was so freaked out by it.

what would i have to say about that?  i might sound

dumb?  what on earth would i say....  basically i totally

shut down and panicked, YET i was still

considering it.  you know... so i could "grow".

................

so i am putting my son to bed one night, and i say

to him, "i have to get up now so i can see if i am really

going to be able to teach this class.  i have research to do...

and i need to tell the nice lady by tomorrow, 

if i am in or not."

"what is it exactly?" Henry asks... so i tell him (again details to follow),

and my smart little guy says, "MOM! that sounds like

a fifth grade report."  and i thought... you, my clever fellow,

are entirely correct!  so i marched to the phone

and called and accepted the challenge.

and now for the past 6 weeks i have been trying to enjoy

summer while freaking out about what i said yes too. 

(my arms actually hurt when i think about it!)

*don't tell...

i keep running into quotes, and words of wisdom

about personal growth and saying yes to things

that scare you.  basically, things that you 

resist and fear should be tackled

as personal growth opportunities.

well i hope that's right,

because i said YES!

(i hope)...

OOx,

cori

wish me luck- and maybe i'll see you there?

*details to follow!