by Chrissy, NSW, Australia

… A little flashback to when I first stepped into a room at Universal Medicine… a little awkward in myself, shoulders rounded, eyes averting a confident gaze, a little defensive even… Sidney Poitier’s students in “To Sir, With Love” for some reason come to mind…

… And now, and slowly over time and still ongoing, as a result of what I have chosen and allowed for myself… I am in a Universal Classroom with “To Serge, With Love” (I know, can’t help myself… gotta be playful)…

… And what a classroom this is…

• Where the students enter freely and the energy seems strangely familiar,

• Where the teachers stand amongst us, not before us,

• Where the subject matter is brought by us and includes us all,

• Where the format is often playful, and never divisive,

• Where there is always an invitation to share and an opportunity to reflect, if we so choose,

• Where the only material we bring is the ‘baggage’ we all come attached to, and carry with us,

• Where one voice is heard by many hearts,

• Where some of us bring truth and some of us bring love, but we all leave having had the opportunity to be touched by both,

• Where our only study is to simply listen to our inner heart,

• Where the only homework we ever get is to take THAT which I ALREADY know I am and be that reflection in life’s big classroom… a classroom that only divides us if we separate from self…