The sun has set. Your room has grown dark and is dimly lit by the bedside lamp as you crawl in under the covers and pull them up to your chin. You are five years old and your mum or dad sits beside you on the bed and opens your favourite book. The part of the day you waited for the most. It’s time for a story.
It is the shy kids who are easy to forget. They can be ushered into the corner by the teacher/director or the other actors/students and overlooked because they generally won’t complain. They will accept the status quo because they won’t want to rock the boat. Their creative skills enable them to show acceptance and contrition when faced with missing out on opportunities.
When we enter this world we have no fear and we have no power.
We can’t feed ourselves, we can’t talk, we can’t walk. It’s this powerlessness that makes us restless. Restless to acquire the knowledge, the skills and the wisdom to make our dreams come true. Some may even say this restlessness is bravery or passion, just by another name. Our restlessness is insatiable.
Any change cannot occur without recognition of the need to change (too many Dr. Phil episodes have told us this). True change and true cultural change cannot occur unless it affects us or the group at an emotional level. Change is about learning and learning occurs best when it is attached to an emotion.
There is no true story that doesn’t make you laugh and cry. No matter how awful and tragic a story there is always an element of comedy. It releases tension – we need that release – even Shakespeare does this in the beginning of Macbeth before the murder of King Duncan where there is some serious comedy schtick going on (pardon the pun…).