I avoid the expression “my students” wherever possible. Ideally, the word “student” would disappear from my “teaching” (ha ha) vocabulary. The truth is that I don’t have students because Truth cannot be studied.
Being described as a “teacher” further complicates the matter but this is because tax officers demand that I fit into a category which does not exist and search engines are designed to index words but not Transmission. (If you think that you don’t know what Transmission is then you have an amazing discovery to make.)
So who are these people attending my “classes” and “courses”? Hopefully, they will eventually discover that “people” they are not.
At night the moths gather around the candle-flame, immolate, incandesce and go beyond form. The flame is The Transmission. The moths are actually fireflies who believe they are butterflies when in fact they are brilliant lights.
I don’t teach. I don’t do anything except hold the space. The Transmission reveals to you what might be considered “teaching” but it is only teaching to those who do not know it. Only those who consider themselves students believe that they require teaching.
If you have readers then you have students.