Showing posts from August, 2013

Serving a higher purpose

Stories serve a higher purpose. Every storyteller starts with a passion to tell a story. They are in all probability enamored by the hero or the hero's quest (here I use Hero without denote male and female). But soon this fascination starts to wind itself around the teller, and she/ he soon begins to play with the story. Adapting it, changing it to suit the occasion, or completely transforming it to make it their own. But there is another angle to it. Stories speak directly to our consciousness. Things that were not said may be construed by the audience and every person takes back what they want to from the story...I as the story teller, have no control over it. Can we then engage the audience in a way to step up their understanding. That is what is called as scaffolding. A term widely used in drama and theater practices. Where the audience/ participants will actively engage with the story through specific strategies...which could include asking questions, role

Where is it?

Compassion, kindness, love Where is it? I am unable to read the newspaper nowadays. Unable to see the rape, death, and horror that we have created in this human reality, I read my children's school edition least there is some positive information there. A good question to start with is What does compassion look like in ourselves? For me compassion is unlimited, unbound unconditional love. For me compassion is in my word. Compassion is knowing that the reason for another to be different, is as difficult for me to understand as the other's difficulty to understand me. We go through life so unaware of what we are saying and how we are saying it. Words and actions that so contradict our intentions. We love our children, but do we respond with compassion to them? Is communication congruent? We growl and glare and stare at them...all because we are trying to discipline them. Recently we had a mini crisis in my house. My son is in this trajectory of runni