Teachings of a 9 year old

As I have walked a very conscious path of growth the last few years, I have experienced many times how my life has beautifully delivered situations to me to heal things through my children. This happened again this morning.
We have been watching our 9 year old daughter enter a new stage of awareness and struggle that has been somewhat daunting to manage. She vacillates between utter confidence and abject fear. Her night time anxieties about death and aloneness have been heightened and her emotions fluctuate very strongly. Yesterday at our new school, a Waldorf school, I heard the teachers speak of how the 9th year was a key transitory year between childhood and adolescence. I reached out for more information and came home with a small book called "Encountering the Self" by Hermann Koepke.
This morning I was brought to tears in reading the first short chapter. The basic idea is that the ego begins to take a more significant role in the child's life and they begin to see their separateness from others. They move out of that space of feeling so connected to all things in the world including their friends, family, nature, and so forth.
Then the teacher demonstrated how critical it was to share with the child how all things are still connected in life. The electricity we use may come from the wind powering a man-made apparatus, a medicine may be derived from a plant, the clothing we wear from the earth's cotton, the bread from a field of wheat along with rain and sunshine.
This type of teaching touches simply into teaching a child respect, appreciation and awareness. This sounds elemental really in writing it all down, but what I felt was so profound. I simply sensed deeply inside the absolute unbreakable connection between all things in my world. Not one thing being separate - even the technology I use. So even when writing an email or using a cell phone, I can look at it and see the vast set of people and resources (whether natural or man-made) that came together to create it - appreciate it.. and feel connected in my world.
This moment took me back emotionally to being a child and feeling disconnected and apart from all thing sacred in life -- I cried at the loss of not having had this teaching then. Then I cried for being able to be aware of it now and give it to my children. A reminder that again my children are my teachers - and I theirs. And now I come full circle again to being able to feel deeply my connection in this world.