Monthly Archive for July, 2009

Ecstatic Following

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This blog post is a quickkie. I’m technically on retreat, but I couldn’t resist the wireless access in one corner of the dining hall.

You see, I’m infinitely grateful the Wreck This Journal women. And today is the final day of our summer experience. What a wild, zany, luscious, creative, insightful, unconventional group to play with for the summer.

Not the least of which is the power of ecstatic following!

Lately I’ve been thinking that our culture places too much emphasis on leadership. Now, don’t get me wrong — I’m infinitely grateful for Jamie Ridler’s leadership.  Without her vision and initiative, we wouldn’t be here.

But Jamie’s leadership needed a flock of willing followers. Not just willing. Ecstatic!! And we rose to the occasion. If you haven’t already, I highly recommend you check out what all the other women have been doing with their journals this summer.

Plus, check out my piece on Ecstatic Following on the Virtual Friday Morning InterPlay Blog.  I’m proud that InterPlay co-founder Cynthia Winton-Henry trusted me with a guest post. And I’m curious whether the idea of “ecstatic following” resonates with the other Wreckers.

Off to the retreat now. Big squishy, messy hugs to all my readers, but especially the Wreck This Journal gals!

A Goodbye Ritual

Toy Firetruck

My nephew is 16 months old — a delightful talking, giggling, impish kiddo.

Recently he instructed me to put him in the “take-a-walk” backpack, and insisted on bringing his big ol’ fire truck with us. Worried the truck would just get thrown on my toes, I pried it out of his hands to the sound of a mournful squeal.

Just them his mom called from the kitchen, “Say ‘bye-bye’ to the truck!” I know a good trick when I hear it.

“Bye bye,” I waved to the truck as I placed it on the couch. “Bye bye, fire truck.”

Immediately the whimpering stopped. “Buh bye,” he called out, suddenly delighted. “Buh bye fuh guck.”

Wow! How easily Sebastian  was able to let go of his desire to bring the firetruck. All it took was taking a moment to say “Goodbye.”  To sever the ties. To choose to be without.

For the rest of the walk — in between pointing out “Gucks!” (trucks) and “Gahs” (cars) — I reflected on how choosing to say goodbye gives people a sense of control.

The next time I find myself clinging to something that is gone — or going — I want to remember the fire truck. I could whimper and fight the loss. Or find a way to say “Buh bye Fuh guck.”

I’ll be pondering this one for a while…

Wreck This Journal, Week Eight

So, it’s official. I’m done with Wreck This Journal. For now, at least.

And I won’t be around next Friday for the FINAL POST (I’ll be cavorting with 40 InterPlayers at a retreat on the beaches of North Carolina, poor me).

So, in honor of our time together, here are some final pics of wreckage:

Office Supply page of Wreck This Journal

The paperclips make this page delightfully heavy. I love the “clicking” sound when the pages fall together.

Doodle on the envelope page of Wreck This Journal

Doodle, doodle, I love how relaxed-yet-focused I feel when I doodle.

Waterlogged drawing that I did with the pen in my mouth -- from Wreck This Journal

My roommate Kelly warned me against posting the video of me creating this page. Evidently, the marker in my mouth was (ahem!) a tad suggestive.

Fun with Tearing in my Wreck This Journal

The 3-D spirals were so fun & boingy. Too bad that closing the book squished them.

Blackberry thorns stuck in my Wreck This Journal

Blackberry thorns stuck to the page.

Remnants of Scrubbing the Page in my Wreck This Journal

Scrub, scrub, scrubadub dub.

A page someone else did for me in my Wreck This Journal

Listening to me tell a story, my friend Beandrea captured words in my journal. I wonder what my story was about?

Circles in Wreck This Journal

Circles. Enough said.

Burned Page with coffee grounds from Wreck This Journal

What a walk down memory lane. This burning and grounds-flinging occurred at the very beginning of the Wreck This Journal experience.

Footprint and Wine Stain in my Wreck This Journal

The footprint was made with dirt from Lake Chabot Campground and the wine drips were in celebration of Katherine’s 33rd birthday. What fun memories!

Stain Log That's All Washed Out in my Wreck This Journal

Dunking the book in water got rid of all my beautiful flower stains. This had been my favorite page. Sigh. Letting go…

Where the Poem Used to Be in my Wreck This Journal

Did you know that water dissolves glue? All the words to my poem fell out after I dunked the book in water. It would have been a lesson in letting go, except that I captured the poem on video.

Cover to my Wreck This Journal

Ahhhh, what an experience. I’m so grateful for the community of creative wreckers with whom I’ve spent the summer! I’ve learned so much about perfectionism, destruction, creativity, support, courage, and abandon. Can’t wait to hear what Jamie’s going to have us read for our next book club.

One-Hand Dance

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This post is part of a project to share reflections about all 28 of the Core Elements of InterPlay.  For background information about InterPlay or this project, read What the Heck is InterPlay?!.

What’s a One-Hand Dance?

A one-hand dance is exactly that — a dance in which only the hand moves (well, I guess the arm moves, too; it’s attached to the hand, after all).

Experience it for yourself by watching the video (above).  I’m giving the instructions while Dorothy does a hand dance. Follow along if you like.

OK. So you dance with your hand, Gretchen.  Big deal. What’s the point!?

A one-hand dance is strangely satisfying. Totally relaxing. Plus, I’m frequently surprised by all the different ways I can move my hand. If there’s that much expression in one hand — just imagine how much there is in a whole body!

Here are some other good reasons:

Stress Relief

A hand dance is great for stress relief, too. When I’m feeling too overloaded, taking 30 seconds to shake, punch, and zoom my hand above my computer can work wonders. (In InterPlay we call this exformation).

Prayer*

One-hand dances are lovely for remembering people we care about. For example, lately I’ve been waking up with specific people on my mind. Right there in bed, I’ll do a one-hand dance on behalf of the person I was thinking about.  Usually it lasts under a minute, and I always feel more connected to that person after wards.

Discernment

But I’ve saved the BEST reason for LAST. The one-hand dance is a remarkable tool for discernment. I know, that sounds wierd. How do you discern something by dancing!? Here’s what the facilitation manual says on the subject:

Have each person think of a question they have for/about themselves. Then have them take the question directly out of their “focusers” and let it float out in the space. … Do a one-hand dance, then afterwards notice with a partner about anything that came up.

I’m constantly astounded by the ideas that “show up” when I move. When I was writing my thesis, I often used movement to “discern” what the next steps in my research should be. You can read more about that here.

But why does it work!? Why does movement sometimes free up our ability to think innovatively about something? Maybe because the brain stops thinking so hard. It’s often in this “letting go” place that inspiration strikes. More about this in a fabulous New Yorker article on eureka moments.

It might also because the movement of the hand distracts us from our inner chatter. Since we’re focusing on the movement of our arms, we’re less likely to spend time listening to all our judgments, worries, fantasies, etc etc etc. Freed up from our habitual thinking, were more likely to notice new ideas that pop into our minds.

I’m sure there are other reasons, too, related to the neuroscience of how movement changes our thought processes.   The body-mind connection is fascinating!

Now What?!

So, I’m curious: did you try doing a hand-dance along with the video? If so, what was it like for you?

Please don’t think you had to have a “aha!” moment in order to comment. All experiences are totally legit.

(If you want to comment, the link is actually up under the heading to the blog post; sorry it’s so hard to find!)

*P.S. I hemmed and hawed about whether to use the word “prayer” in this post. It’s such a loaded term in our culture, and I think some people are turned off by it. Here I refer to prayer as a way of sending good thoughts in the direction of people I care about. It does not have to be specifically religious or spiritual, although it can be.

Wreck This Journal, Week Seven

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Dear Fellow Wreckers,

I think I’m done wrecking.

My journal has been sitting on top of my bedside table, and I haven’t cracked it open once this week.

So — am I being lazy and blocked? Or intuitive and complete? Or just resting?

Time will tell.  In the meantime, here are some News Flashes about my life:

  • I got health insurance, finally!
  • My new iPhone is rocking my world.
  • Every night I’m Praying in Color by making an “art card” and hanging it on the mobile over my bed.  I love what I’m creating…and I love reflecting on the people and values that are most important to me.
  • The new MuseCubes design is back from the printers, and I’m mod podging like crazy!! The new design is soooo much easier to manufacture!!
  • Really enjoying all the art submissions for MuseCubes that are rolling in: textiles, abstract art, kids art, photographs! I’m also looking for quilting pics, too.  Anybody got quilts?
  • In ten minutes I’m off to pick my folks up at the airport.  Looking forward to tours of their old haunts (dad was a student at Berkeley in ’69) and stories galore.
  • I came up with a compelling one-liner about my academic coaching.  : “I help teenagers organize their backpacks and their thinking, so that they can make peace with themselves, their teachers, and their parents.”  Looking forward to blogging about this more soon…

We’ll see if I wreck anything next week. For the time being, I’m loving having a community of Radical Wreckers in my orbit.

Squeezes to one and all!

Danger! InterPlay Now in San Francisco

Gretchen Wegner and Randy Newsanger

Gretchen Wegner and Randy Newsanger

Next month my new InterPlay class with Randy debuts in San Francisco. Heed this warning:

InterPlay is designed to unlock the wisdom of the body.

But unlocking the wisdom of the body is DANGEROUS!

Why? Because if you uncover what you really know, if you trust it, and then if you act on it: it will CHANGE your life.

Of course, life transformation doesn’t happen all at once. Thank goodness. Change sneaks up over time. That’s why we call the processes “sneaky deep.”

What we really do in InterPlay is have a lot of fun together. We tell stories, move our bodies, free our voices, play with physical contact, and share stillness.

And somehow all that fun, connection, and reflection turns into — gasp! drum roll please!! — personal transformation. At whatever level is perfect for you. For example, I found more boldness and freedom to be myself.  Others discovered:

  • More comfort in public speaking and self expression.
  • A recovered sense of play in daily life.
  • Greater ability to embrace spontaneity
  • More ease connecting with others
  • Permission to relax & reflect
  • Practical tools to deal with overwhelm and stress

InterPlay is hard to describe, but easy to do. It’s not for everybody. But it might just be for you. Try it and see! For more information about the new San Francisco class starting Monday, August 10th, go to www.interplaysanfrancisco.org

To read others’ perspectives on how this subversive practice changes lives, here are a few additional resources:

P.S. Big thanks to Dorothy for the tweet that inspired this blog entry.

P.P.S. The delightful-and-dangerous Randy Newswanger is my partner-in-crime. Come to InterPlay in SanFrancisco and you’ll get to play with the two of us.

Dance on Behalf Of

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There are many things that cannot be held by one individual alone
if we are to have health.  When others play with our prayers,
concerns, questions, hopes or dreams, …  surprises and relief can come.

~Phil Porter and Cynthia Winton-Henry

The Bachlorette Party

Last week at my Wing It! rehearsal, we improvised a bachlorette party for a fellow performer. There was raucous laughter as we offered bad relationship advice and danced a mock strip tease.

But when Phil (our artistic director) suggested a “Dance On Behalf Of,” I was touched beyond words.  A soft piece of music was put on, and six dancers twirled and glided in support of the bride-to-be’s deepest wishes for her new marriage.

What’s a Dance on Behalf Of?

A “Dance on Behalf Of” is a nonverbal way of paying attention to, or sending energy towards, a person, place, or situation that we are carrying in our hearts. The mover(s) can dance on behalf of the person who is witnessing (as we did with the bride-to-be).  It is also possible to move on behalf of a person, place, or situation that is not present.

Having An Easy Focus

Sometimes at the Tuesday night InterPlay class, we’ll have participants tell stories about someone who is on their minds. I often  talk about my nephew Sebastian, who lives achingly far away from me. Or a client who is really struggling at school.

Then we’ll put on a piece of music and invite folks to simply remember that person while they move. Often I get so caught up in my dance that I forget all about the person I’m dancing on behalf of. And that’s OK, too. Easy focus is the name of the game!

Try It Yourself

Do you have someone or something on your heart right now? Try your own mini Dance On Behalf Of.

  • If you like, put on a piece of music that moves you (‘tho music is not necessary).
  • Take a moment to remember that person or situation.
  • Then, let your focus soften so you’re not thinking too hard.
  • Allow your body to move. This might look as simply as swaying back and forth or walking mindfully. Perhaps it’s more energetic, with full out dancing. Move in whatever way feels enjoyable for you.
  • When you’re finished –after 30 seconds or 3 minutes — take one more moment to remember the person or situation.
  • Notice whatever sensations you’re experiencing in your body.
  • Then, shake it all out!

Although there is much that I am grateful for about the InterPlay practice, the “Dance On Behalf Of” form is one of its sweetest gifts to the world. I hope you enjoy it, too.

(The picture, by the way, was taken by Katherine Kunz on a trip we took to India last year. We had just finished participating in a workshop with Cynthia Winton-Henry, and these women are saying thank you to us with their own Dance On Behalf Of.)

Wreck This Journal, Week Six

My wrecked journal with new cover watching over me in the branches of a tree.

Prince Charming Must Die

I’m on the phone, telling my friend Sarah about a new guy I’ve met.  I’m worried I’ll ruin it all with my fantasies of the perfect man.

“Destroy him,” she suggests. “Wreck your fantasies about the perfect man. Total destruction!” I laugh, imagining myself ripping Prince Charming’s photo viciously to shreds.

Over breakfast the next day, my roommate Katherine and I are discussing her imminent trip to Germany…which is also a romantic reconnaisance mission. I tell her about the Prince Charming Shredder, and we have another good laugh.

Fast forward to today. I wake up to discover Katherine has posted this lovely story on her blog, about using her Wreck This Journal to literally obliterate her image of the ideal man. In Katherine’s own words, “It was satisfying to physically create, then destroy, an image that can block what is truly present for me.

Ahhhh, so wise. I’m really getting how useful it is to embody destruction in such a physical way! Thank you, Katherine, for a well-timed reminder.

Fellow Wreckers — Do You Have Art to Submit?

Many world religions have death and resurrection stories. This week I resurrected my journal from the water-logged ashes of destruction by creating a new cover (see picture above).  Look closely, and you’ll see the sneak preview of the brand new MuseCubes logo. I’ll be unveiling it for real sometimes this summer.

Speaking of MuseCubes, I’m redesigning and looking for art!  Here’s my call for art submissions. It’d be so much fun to have fellow wreckers’ art on the cubes.

Clearing Up Misconceptions

By the way: I’m not actually wrecking my real journal. I’m wrecking a pretty book that I bought at Barnes and Noble called “Wreck This Journal.” It’s designed to be wrecked. Jamie Ridler decided to have her blogger’s book group “read” this book over the summer. Have no fear, we’re not destroying our real journals. That would be devastating to the archivist in me.

Call for Art Submissions

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A year ago, MuseCubes started as a wacky and artful tool to help folks get more into their bodies. This summer & fall I’m launching the new-and-improved Cubes as well as three new products.

And I need some help. More specifically, I need art!

The Background

When I first created the MuseCubes, I cut sections of art images out of magazines and glued them onto wooden blocks.

Much as I loved recycling old magazines, there was concern that I wasn’t giving the artists credit for their oh-so-important contribution. And that didn’t feel right.

The Request

So, in preparation for the launch of the newest line of MuseCubes, I’m looking for artists who are enthusiastic about sharing a digital copy of their artwork for the MuseCube cause.  Here’s what I’m looking for:

  • A digital image in a .jpg or .png format, resolution: 300 dpi , image size: between 3 x 5 in – 8.5 x 11 in
  • Lots of detail, texture and/or color
  • Original can be any medium — paint, sculpture, photograph, architecture, fabric, etc. The more diverse, the better.
  • I’ll review the first round of submissions by August 3rd (but feel free to send more after that date)
  • Email submissions to themusemonkey [at] gmail [dot] com

Please note: the cubes are very small (1″ x 1″). If I use your piece, I will crop it such that a different section will appear on each of the 6 sides of the cubes. That’s why I’m asking for pieces with a fair amount of detail, color, and texture. You can view pictures of the actual cubes on the website. Here’s an example of what the newer template looks like:

musecube template

In Return

I’m so grateful for your generosity in sharing a piece of your creative spirit with me. If I decide to use your artwork on the newest MuseCubes, here’s what I’m thrilled to provide in return:

  • A link to your website featured on www.MuseCubes.com, and
  • Two complimentary sets of the MuseCubes

A final note: a percentage of all profits of MuseCubes goes to support public education. My ultimate vision is to start a foundation that helps kids, families, and communities create bold and innovative solutions to helping kids create the education of their dreams. Your artwork contributes to this cause.

Please comment if you have any questions (the link is up under the heading of the post). Email works too. Again, that’s themusemonkey [at] gmail [dot] com.

The Art of Noticing

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This post is part of a project to share reflections about all 28 of the Core Elements of InterPlay.  For background information about InterPlay or this project, read What the Heck is InterPlay?!.

Ack! Get Me Out of My Head!

Before a recent InterPlay class, I was chatting with a participant.  He revealed that over the last few weeks, he’d had a hard time getting into the warm-up.  “I’ve been so in my head,” he said, “judging myself and my experience. Incapable of relaxing.”

His experience was so unpleasant that he would have walked out, only he didn’t have his car with him. Out of desperation, he discovered something quite profound:

I told myself to really let my body feel what we were doing, to see if I can drop down from my spinning mind into my still body.  It turns out that I really enjoyed the class after that.

How cool! He exercised his power to turn his own experience around — simply by inviting his body to notice what it was feeling.

I asked whether there was anything I, as leader,  could have done to help him to drop into his body sooner.  He thought for a moment, then added:

No, I don’t think so.  Or, even if there was, I like that I discovered it myself.  It felt satisfying to notice what was happening — all by myself! — and to make a choice that changed my experience for the better.

Sigh. I have to admit slight disappointment. My ego wants to be the Provider of Rich Experiences for others. But here my student showed me that he can take care of himself! His power to notice, and act on what he notices, is his biggest ally.

We Do Stuff…and Then Notice

This story is a lovely example of the InterPlay concept of “noticing.” My facilitator’s manual says that the simplest way to explain an InterPlay class is this:  “We do stuff and then notice.”

So, after we do an improvisational exercise — storytelling, for example — the teacher will probably ask,”What did you notice about that?”

I used to be really annoyed by this question. It’s so general!  You see, I’ve been trained in several conversation methods, most of which are highly structured, guiding the participant’s reflection intentionally through specific questions.  InterPlay’s broad “What did you notice” seemed loosey goosey to me at first.

But now I really get why it’s often useful to stay general. It allows people to tap into their own experience and say whatever is helpful for them.  Participants can enter the reflection at whatever place is comfortable to them.

Notice Your Own Experience

Whatever you notice is exactly right. Well, that’s not exactly true.  In InterPlay we do encourage participants to notice their own information — not anybody else’s.  This is actually quite challenging.

It’s so easy to watch someone leaping around the room ecstatically and say, “You were having a great time out there!” Even if I actually have no idea what that person was feeling while dancing.

Instead, staying connected to my own experience, “I noticed you did a lot of leaping, and I imagined that you were really enjoying yourself.” Or, “Watching you leap made me want to leap too.”

In the story  my student told me, he was so proud of himself because he was able to NOTICE some information about his experience: judging thoughts, the inability to relax, feeling really “top heavy.”

Once he NOTICED this information, he had the freedom to make a choice about it.

And that choice ended up changing his experience for the better.

Yay for noticing!

What do you notice?