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I just got out of my last Art Therapy class. Although it dragged on endlessly, during the last 20 minutes it suddenly got very interesting. As we were going around the room talking about what we felt we'd brought to the class and what we got out of it, one girl (from Oakland, I'd noted) started crying as she talked about the unity she felt in the class. She wasn't hysterical or anything- just happy and moved. Although sitting in the same room as her while she wept was really awkward, I was impressed that she was so affected. One girl in the class got her some tissues and another went over and hugged her, and it was just very sweet. I may not have enjoyed the class, but I won't pretend I got nothing out of it. I experienced a sense of community with those 16 other girls, and that was nice.
When it came my turn to speak, I just talked about how I had brought skepticism with me into the class and thought that the Witnessing was really cheesy, but that I left with a little more appreciation for the power of Intention (which is actually true). Suddenly one girl said that I seemed much more open and at ease than I did in the beginning of the class. Another girl (Amie, from South Carolina) chimed in about how she had two classes with me and that was the most she'd ever heard her say. Then the first girl added that she was surprised that I had shown such images when presenting my final project of prints I'd done in another class (specifically, I think she was referring to a print of a pantsless chick sporting full bush), and that she thought they said a lot more about me than I did. All this came way out of left field- it wasn't really an activity in which people were SUPPOSED to give feedback- but I liked it. It was surprsing to realize they noticed me!
On a side note, I just want to tell everyone (who doesn't already know) that the less you talk, the more people will listen. I wouldn't think that I would enjoy that feeling of holding such power over people's attention, but it is exhilerating. I can feel the heads of everyone in the class turn- people who, after hours and months of spending time with me, have never heard my voice. It's interesting that a person could get the attention of anyone they wanted simply by witholding conversation. I never realized it before, but I get a small pleasure out of reserving information.
So that's about it. It's 1 p.m. and that's been my day so far. I just thought I'd update everyone on a class I have so famously despised, and admit that I love power.
Peace
When it came my turn to speak, I just talked about how I had brought skepticism with me into the class and thought that the Witnessing was really cheesy, but that I left with a little more appreciation for the power of Intention (which is actually true). Suddenly one girl said that I seemed much more open and at ease than I did in the beginning of the class. Another girl (Amie, from South Carolina) chimed in about how she had two classes with me and that was the most she'd ever heard her say. Then the first girl added that she was surprised that I had shown such images when presenting my final project of prints I'd done in another class (specifically, I think she was referring to a print of a pantsless chick sporting full bush), and that she thought they said a lot more about me than I did. All this came way out of left field- it wasn't really an activity in which people were SUPPOSED to give feedback- but I liked it. It was surprsing to realize they noticed me!
On a side note, I just want to tell everyone (who doesn't already know) that the less you talk, the more people will listen. I wouldn't think that I would enjoy that feeling of holding such power over people's attention, but it is exhilerating. I can feel the heads of everyone in the class turn- people who, after hours and months of spending time with me, have never heard my voice. It's interesting that a person could get the attention of anyone they wanted simply by witholding conversation. I never realized it before, but I get a small pleasure out of reserving information.
So that's about it. It's 1 p.m. and that's been my day so far. I just thought I'd update everyone on a class I have so famously despised, and admit that I love power.
Peace