As we approach towards discovering our instrument in the orchestra of existence
We start to feel it, learn it, play with it
The realization of our eternal diamond comes into consciousness
The detective
Monday, September 24, 2012
Inspiration and inspirers Pt1
For me (Jefferson) Serio Ludere grew out of a discontent with Western approaches to therapy and counseling.
I worked for a time with African refugees offering counseling for torture and trauma. I would explain how counseling worked, it was usually done individually and would focus on troubling emotions that would arise from the traumatic experiences they had been through. All good. Then I would ask how they would deal with this in their culture. They would basically say, we get the whole community together around a fire, sing and dance all night long, laugh, cry and share stories together. It was like a revelation for me! What a amazing way to approach healing.
I then began to research and discovered the tradition of carnival in Europe and how it begun in pagan festivals morphed into Christianity which was originally totally ecstatic and very similar to Dionysian death/rebirth rituals. Over time it separated from the church and then from the 17th century begun to die out as science, individualism and capitalism kicked in.
Coincidentally and not surprisingly depression then begun to rise. Psychiatrists and psychologists have been warning for a number of years of a rising tsunami of depression in Australia without giving any good reason as to why. I had a dream in which the late and great anthropologist/philosopher Gregory Bateson appeared and told me I didn't know the mind of the city and that I would get to know it by interacting and rubbing up against it.
Then begun a wandering journey that's still unfolding as I begun to stumble upon a myriad of amazing empty and under-utilized public spaces. I began to dream of a team of creative people who could go into these empty public spaces and create moments akin to cultural acupuncture. A short sharp shock of creativity that would energize, inspire and heal whoever happened to stumble across us. Alongside this was my growing fascination and love for Astrology and its sister Alchemy that had emerged out of Jungian psychology. It struck me that not only did the Africans have a community space for healing they also had a overriding philosophy that grew out of there spiritual/religious beliefs.
White Australia was born in the time when science was rising the so called age of Enlightenment. Alchemy, Astrology and Christianity all begun to die off as science rose. Whilst Europe and even the U.S. had memory and culture of the ancient ways Australia begun as a secular experiment. Christianity never really took root here and Carnivale was not part of our cultural heritage. Which brings us to now where we are still seeking an identity building our future on the rape and destruction of our beautiful land. Not surprisingly depression, suicide and sexual crimes are all amongst the highest in the world. We are peaceful yet incredibly boring compared to other cultures.
Over the past 18 months we have begun to meet more and more people who have been each thinking and feeling along identical lines and we have begun to experiment in bringing more and more of the arts into public spaces in a way that essentially brings love, openness, creativity and spontaneity into the open, available to anyone who wants to receive them. My dream is that the idea explodes and that we inspire others to do their own experiments in public spaces. That we create something that is the complete opposite to terrorism, perhaps its celebration or maybe alchemical punk shamanism. Of that I will write more soon.
I worked for a time with African refugees offering counseling for torture and trauma. I would explain how counseling worked, it was usually done individually and would focus on troubling emotions that would arise from the traumatic experiences they had been through. All good. Then I would ask how they would deal with this in their culture. They would basically say, we get the whole community together around a fire, sing and dance all night long, laugh, cry and share stories together. It was like a revelation for me! What a amazing way to approach healing.
I then began to research and discovered the tradition of carnival in Europe and how it begun in pagan festivals morphed into Christianity which was originally totally ecstatic and very similar to Dionysian death/rebirth rituals. Over time it separated from the church and then from the 17th century begun to die out as science, individualism and capitalism kicked in.
Coincidentally and not surprisingly depression then begun to rise. Psychiatrists and psychologists have been warning for a number of years of a rising tsunami of depression in Australia without giving any good reason as to why. I had a dream in which the late and great anthropologist/philosopher Gregory Bateson appeared and told me I didn't know the mind of the city and that I would get to know it by interacting and rubbing up against it.
Then begun a wandering journey that's still unfolding as I begun to stumble upon a myriad of amazing empty and under-utilized public spaces. I began to dream of a team of creative people who could go into these empty public spaces and create moments akin to cultural acupuncture. A short sharp shock of creativity that would energize, inspire and heal whoever happened to stumble across us. Alongside this was my growing fascination and love for Astrology and its sister Alchemy that had emerged out of Jungian psychology. It struck me that not only did the Africans have a community space for healing they also had a overriding philosophy that grew out of there spiritual/religious beliefs.
White Australia was born in the time when science was rising the so called age of Enlightenment. Alchemy, Astrology and Christianity all begun to die off as science rose. Whilst Europe and even the U.S. had memory and culture of the ancient ways Australia begun as a secular experiment. Christianity never really took root here and Carnivale was not part of our cultural heritage. Which brings us to now where we are still seeking an identity building our future on the rape and destruction of our beautiful land. Not surprisingly depression, suicide and sexual crimes are all amongst the highest in the world. We are peaceful yet incredibly boring compared to other cultures.
Over the past 18 months we have begun to meet more and more people who have been each thinking and feeling along identical lines and we have begun to experiment in bringing more and more of the arts into public spaces in a way that essentially brings love, openness, creativity and spontaneity into the open, available to anyone who wants to receive them. My dream is that the idea explodes and that we inspire others to do their own experiments in public spaces. That we create something that is the complete opposite to terrorism, perhaps its celebration or maybe alchemical punk shamanism. Of that I will write more soon.
The soul
Saturday, September 22, 2012
Tree huggers on Sexton
The surprise
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