I’m still trying to please teacher …
You’d think that after 30 years of teaching myself, running a business, and creating endless content, I’d be completely immune to the need for external validation, wouldn’t you?
Well, this week I discovered this isn’t quite the full story.
The other day, I posted
something on social media — just one of those little posts that comes from the heart. Nothing flashy. But then… one of the fitness professionals I really admire liked it. And not just liked it — she commented that she loved it.
Cue my inner child doing a full-on cartwheel (which, let’s face it, I can’t do anymore without several props and a hot bath afterwards). But there she was — my small, eager inner student — absolutely glowing because “the teacher”
noticed her work.
It hit me in that moment: that child-like desire to be seen, to be praised, to hear Well done... it doesn’t always go away with age, does it? We may be growing older, growing wiser, growing more comfortable in our skin (on a good day)... but some part of us still lights up when we get that gold star.
And I don’t think that’s a bad thing.
I see it in my classes too. Whether it’s someone who’s just nailed their roll
up for the first time without clenching everything in sight, or someone who’s simply made it to class on a tough, challenging day, and moved — there’s this glimmer of Did you see me? Did I do okay?
We still want to please the teacher.
Maybe it’s not about needing approval, but about connection. Being recognised. Being part of something. Feeling seen for our efforts, however small they might feel.
And let’s face it — life is full of
grown-up responsibilities, but when we step onto that mat, there’s a lovely return to learning, trying, wiggling about and figuring things out. Just like we did as children.
So maybe instead of trying to squash that childlike quality, we could celebrate it. I say embrace it, let yourself enjoy the praise. Bask in that little glow when someone says, Well done. And if you’re in my classes, know this: I see you. I’m always watching for that moment — the lightbulb,
the wobble, the brave having a go, being present — and I am silently (and sometimes not-so-silently) cheering you on.
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m off to post something else and hope another internet hero gives me a gold star… 😉
With love and support,
Jane xxx