A work of art defines itself into being,
when we awaken into it and by it, when we are moved, altered, stirred. If feels as if we have done nothing, only
given a little time, a little space; some hairline-narrow crack opens in the
self, and there it is.
improvisation class a man starts a scene by lying on the floor struggling
against imaginary ropes that bind him to the ground. Another player joins him and the scene is
played out as prisoners.
instead, that person enters the scene passionately playing a violin? By taking a non-linear approach the second
person’s offer has opened an imaginative distance, a space for new possibilities.
This leap requires our minds to find their own meaning and leaves an opening
practice we often lose the leap to logic, linearity and technique under the
watchful eye of the self-critic. As
writers it is easy to get caught up in a spin cycle of write, judge, delete. The leap comes from listening, honoring
impulse and being present with your thoughts and surroundings.
this imaginative space you become more porous to both inner and outer worlds. Ideas,
small thoughts and new language arrive deliciously as you become witness and
scribe. The challenge is accepting what
in yourself and in your audience and comes from both mindfulness and letting
go, listening and accepting your thoughts, cultivating spontaneity and presence,
play and courage. The leap is not a technique or a lesson to learn as much as
it is entering an awareness and an environment of permission. Don’t we all need more of this?
very young friend wrote a poem called “Poem Time.” The essence of her poem was that when poem
time comes you have to write. Poem
time is like being caught in an energy field when you are the grounding rod. Maybe you have experienced this when a piece
of writing arrives almost fully formed.
It comes through you rather than from you. Your mind relaxes and accepts
ideas as they come. Time slows down. You
see the ordinary in new ways. There is no struggle. Yes is the only thing on the horizon. There isn’t a No in sight. The critic ogre is
taking the day off. When poem time comes
it is best to get out of the way and let the words write themselves.
at Bunnell Street Art Gallery the evening of Saturday April 16th and
all day Sunday April 17th when 49 Writers offers, “Confusing the
Censor: Nurturing Receptive Mind.” Beginning and experienced writers of all
genres are welcome. This fun and engaging workshop will move between activities
and writing practice. Join us to bridge inner and outer awareness, explore the
leaping mind and write from presence. Register now!
internationally with people and their stories producing community based dramas,
radio, film, exhibits and print material. He is also a closet poet. For more info please go to magicthrees.com
supporting communities to voice their stories. She created Poems in Place, a
project that put poems in state parks in Alaska. A poet and writer, her most recent poems
appear along the Beluga Slough estuary trail in Homer.