Original em inglês:
What would I be without my teachers? How generously have they given to me from their treasure box of knowledge and skills that served my life and my competence so that I could grow into what I am now?
Often I forgot what I owe them. It all became so naturally a part of my life and of myself, of which I was proud, as if it came from me. Forgetting my teachers sometimes, much that I owe them escapes me. It becomes less for me and loses strength
It is different when I have them in my heart, when I remember them with gratitude. Then I feel richly given to. They are with me in what I do and in what I pass on to others, when, as they did to me, I give to others what serves their life and achievement.
Do I feel small in comparison to them?On the contrary! I may stand next to them, in the service of life, like them, humble and small before life, and thus all the more completely at one with life and its movements.
When I honor and share what I owe my teachers, others take from me more openly what I give to them for their life. Their gaze goes beyond me to all those who were be my side, who shared my life with me, as I share it with others.
Then we all look beyond our teachers, to the creative spirit who is equally at work in all life. As we did before this spirit, we bow to our teachers, and they, together with us, bow before this spirit. Before this spirit we remain below, on the ground, all of us, all grateful, all equally alive, and equally in spirit’s service.
Bert Hellinger, in his book "Help for the Soul in everyday's life