A someone who recently sat in front of the Soul Biographies Camera woke up a few days ago with these unexpected few words in her imagination. She had no idea where they had come from. Or why, but thought that they pointed to something of importance with respect to this somewhat mysterious work […cont]
It’s 2am. You’re wide awake.
Feeling alone. Unseen.
And inexplicably lost.
Discontent despite all
that you have around you.
The people. Your life.
You wear a face …
Late 2007. Our living room. One wintery Saturday morning. I turned to Caroline and without thinking said ‘I would choose truth over friendship, always.’ She agreed. It confirmed this path of ours. Of course, it has consequence. But we do have friends. Courageous ones.
‘We are a Work in Progress.’ ~ the often said words of the allegedly wise, repeated without question by those drawn to the inculturated humility of the idea.
And so lives the perilous myth on which our human existence appears to have built itself. We are not yet enough. There is someone we must become. This life has conditions …
“These times call for a conscious revolution in the way we act towards one another, driven by our capacity to better see and experience the common humanity that lives deep within our bones.”
Our innermost yearning is to be seen. And to know that we each belong without condition. But when this is not our experience, we are compelled to act dysfunctionally and it drives us further from one another’s sight. I become blind to you. And you to me …
A few reflective words I wrote a year or so back. Trouble is the experience for most appears to be refractive.
As I gaze into the world, I realise
that nothing falters in its
ability to reflect what
I’ve come here to see.
My challenge remains
to what it is
that I’ve seen.
Yesterday I met with a group to talk about SOUL OF AMERICA funding ideas. Interestingly, after explaining the extraordinarily unusual WAY in which film subjects are captured, one of the group compared it to the storytelling in the ‘Moth Radio Hour’ and then to TED. Another immediately pointed out that it seemed like it was the very antithesis of these.
He was right. Subjects are left in utter peace without need until they are drawn by something almost otherworldly to speak. There is no story, rehearsed or previously told, that needs to be told. There is no need to convince the world of any philosophy or way. Spoken from this place words hold immense truth and potency. And the Soul of anything is revealed. The Soul of everything is revealed. It is dangerous to the status quo because little is built on truth.
Many business owners find it extremely challenging to articulate their purpose. To tell the world why they do what they do. It is important to do this in truthful and authentic fashion. It is important for founders and their reasons to be clearly seen. To be recognized without pretense …
Having re-read the #LeonardCohen near immortal line “there is a crack in everything, that’s how the light gets in”, I got to wondering if perhaps the light might have already been inside attempting an escape. And if that was the case then what that might say to the journey of becoming a someone.
A four sentence poem + a 3 minutes film …
I am not entirely certain why I am able to do this but I am certain that this is what I do.
I have the capacity to see people deeply. And I am able to elicit and capture on film the experience of inner worlds. It seems important because this is where truth lies. And with truth comes clarity. And with clarity comes vast possibility. This is what I do. For the courageous, its application is far reaching.
As I wander this world, I experience a depth and openness in people. A way of being together. But I’m struck by the most common of responses to such experience. An isolating juxtaposition. It is painful, often admitted and it is lonely. It goes something like this …
Tim Gallwey, Inner Game of Tennis Tim, and I speak often. And for hours and hours. Barbara, Tim’s partner, often ends up having to forcibly separate him from the phone in order to fulfill some prior engagement. She’s great. A while ago, we clocked up a three conversation about not talking. Odd. The irony of it all …