Having just seen "The King's Speech" --- I find it funny that my blogging, albeit - few and far between, has so far been sparked by some form of Art (movie, radio, music). Hmmm – a lovely laugh at that.
But – it is Art that moves me to "blatheringly" blog.
I woke up yesterday, with a thought in my head of the gamut of distance between "The King's Speech" and "The Social Network". I haven't seen "The Social Network" --- but I have fallen down the rabbit-hole of Face book. I only got on Face book so I would know what it was in order to talk with youth about what it is, what it is not, and who we "are" as social beings.
But – it is Art that moves me to "blatheringly" blog.
I woke up yesterday, with a thought in my head of the gamut of distance between "The King's Speech" and "The Social Network". I haven't seen "The Social Network" --- but I have fallen down the rabbit-hole of Face book. I only got on Face book so I would know what it was in order to talk with youth about what it is, what it is not, and who we "are" as social beings.
This summer I took a hiatus from all technology. I avoided cell phones, all phones, computers, email, and any type of computerized social-network. It was lovely. It helped me to "be" where I was --- moment to moment without bells or whistles.
When I first got on Twitter – I thought it was rather ridiculous and that it would fall by the way side. What do I know, except for how to be judgmental. I am thankful for how nations apparently have been toppled by those that send one-liner sentences letting us know that Tibetans are being killed or that Egyptians are knocking down their own Berlin Walls! I've learned there is an art to messaging in 40 characters or less, to grab one another's short attention span with wit, wisdom and a wee bit of irony and folly.
Then came "The King's Speech", about the heaviness of our interactions, lightened by the gentleness of friendship. How the history of our life stories can weigh heavily in each moment – to the point of making us stop, stutter, hide and freeze with fear.
I am always amazed at times in history when the world is drawn together, with masses of us listening and focused on the same event at the same moment: September 11th, the death of a princess, the assassination of a president, his brother and a peacemaking preacher who happened to be black.
When I first got on Twitter – I thought it was rather ridiculous and that it would fall by the way side. What do I know, except for how to be judgmental. I am thankful for how nations apparently have been toppled by those that send one-liner sentences letting us know that Tibetans are being killed or that Egyptians are knocking down their own Berlin Walls! I've learned there is an art to messaging in 40 characters or less, to grab one another's short attention span with wit, wisdom and a wee bit of irony and folly.
Then came "The King's Speech", about the heaviness of our interactions, lightened by the gentleness of friendship. How the history of our life stories can weigh heavily in each moment – to the point of making us stop, stutter, hide and freeze with fear.
I am always amazed at times in history when the world is drawn together, with masses of us listening and focused on the same event at the same moment: September 11th, the death of a princess, the assassination of a president, his brother and a peacemaking preacher who happened to be black.
Yes, technology today draws us together in very powerful ways – but it separates us in more ways than I wish to imagine.
In the time of "The King's Speech" – when communication was NOT instantaneous, each and every word carried intense power. It still does today. We forget, that the meaning of the moment shared with intense one-word focus, devotion, and the power of allowing – IS exactly what is needed.
"The Kings Speech" – reminded me of a variety of moments shared in my own in-the-moment "word" therapy with a hakomi therapist.
I remember my therapist saying "I can't wait for the story you tell, of the day you find your voice". It is a gift to have traveled with another person through the roller coaster challenge of finding, knowing and celebrating who I am; who we all are………..now and historically.
There was a sweetness in watching the friendship between the King and his therapist-friend. A shared growing between the two of them, helped guide them both – and all of humanity through a moment of Fear and War – to the other side of a shared spectrum.
Technology back then (radio) – brought people together. Today, technology does this even so. But in so many more powerful ways it can also keep us--- apart.
In the time of "The King's Speech" – when communication was NOT instantaneous, each and every word carried intense power. It still does today. We forget, that the meaning of the moment shared with intense one-word focus, devotion, and the power of allowing – IS exactly what is needed.
"The Kings Speech" – reminded me of a variety of moments shared in my own in-the-moment "word" therapy with a hakomi therapist.
I remember my therapist saying "I can't wait for the story you tell, of the day you find your voice". It is a gift to have traveled with another person through the roller coaster challenge of finding, knowing and celebrating who I am; who we all are………..now and historically.
There was a sweetness in watching the friendship between the King and his therapist-friend. A shared growing between the two of them, helped guide them both – and all of humanity through a moment of Fear and War – to the other side of a shared spectrum.
Technology back then (radio) – brought people together. Today, technology does this even so. But in so many more powerful ways it can also keep us--- apart.
I cannot understand, nor accept someone befriending hundreds of anonymous people – when in reality, it only takes one. One true-one, to Be-friend us ---- with ourselves, to ourselves…...... let alone --- with one another.
