More and more I'm becoming immersed in New York again. Aggressively crossing cross walks, responding to last minute requests, walking heavily, and yet not as much as before the break. In the past two weeks I remembered the importance of family, something that seems too round to fit into the New York box of life. This is the place of careers, of being all you can be and all that the world around you wants you to be. It's a fun game to play, but seeing that it is a game lightens my step a little. At least in these first few days back. I'm sure it will try to seep in, again.
I'm also remembering how rewarding it is to teach, even as it is also challenging. I had the opportunity to sub for a Suzuki Pre-Twinkle class which is normally taught by a Suzuki master teacher and in the anticipation and release of this opportunity, grew as a teacher. And I am having a similar experience at the school. The accordion opens and closes and breathes more and more easily. I realized in a moment on the subway train today that I think I can become a great teacher, but also realized how far I have until I get there. So many hours are needed of looking and listening to a student, and wondering how to communicate a thought or a concept and then connecting the two: potential to actual, being that link.
This is my life in New York right now. Teaching and walking the streets of large buildings in crowds of people that have important things to do, that care greatly or are forced to care greatly about their world. And it's wonderful to be back, at least for the time being.
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