Most of the people I call mentors, I’ve never met. Does this mean I’m lying or misrepresenting the truth?
For example, there’s Neill Donald Walsch. I’ve never met the guy. I’ve never taken an official class or been on the phone with him. He’d probably never call me his student because he doesn’t know me. But if he knew that I’ve devoured all of his books multiple times while dog-earing, highlighting, spilling coffee and bleeding on the pages he’s written, I don’t think he’d doubt that I’m a ‘student’ of his.
Same goes with many others whom I’ve never met such as Eckhart Tolle, Ernest Holmes, Michael Neill, Gangaji, Vernon Howard, Michael Beckwith, Marianne Williamson, Syd Banks, and a handful more. Never met them. But am a student of all of them. I’ve done more than just gained familiarity with their work. I’ve obsessed in it. I’ve watched every YouTube video, listened to every audio I could get my hands on, and continue to expand my library with their words.
They’re my mentors-who-don’t-know-it-yet. And I think that’s perfectly fine.