playback ost story (long)Beautiful story Chris -  thank you.(and thank you for 
your acknowledgement too!!) I guess there are times when transparency means 
telling it like it is -ie the feeling states come shining through - while of 
course not making it any one else's problem  AND continuing to do you job!! You 
are invisible in you role and totally present in your person!

Meg Salter

MegaSpace Consulting
meg/sal...@sympatico.ca
  ----- Original Message ----- 
  From: Chris Weaver 
  To: osl...@listserv.boisestate.edu 
  Sent: Monday, February 05, 2001 12:04 AM
  Subject: playback ost story (long)


  Dear OSLIST,

  Tired as my body is after this weekend's retreat, I can't seem to sleep 
without posting a story to the list.  And I even tried.  Diagnosis: a real case 
of storytelling fever.  Must have caught it from Chris Corrigan.  Thanks for 
the replies to last night's story.

  CONTENTS:
  1.  Post-Talking Circle
  2.  Whatever Happens
  3.  Better Than a Nap
  4.  Convergence
  5.  Transparent Facilitation (a reply to Meg Salter's posting, re: Chaos and 
Open Space)
  6.  Ritual

  1.  Post Talking Circle
  We began this morning at nine, at N's house on the shoulder of a mountain a 
few miles down from Hickory Nut Gap.  N offered Yoga at nine, while I worked on 
the space-time matrix etc.  Sure enough, the twelve participants arrived in a 
state of deep readiness after the Saturday night talking circles.  I began my 
opening by laughing out loud, and saying that this was the first time ever 
that, at the starting time, all the participants had been sitting in the circle 
waiting for me, with the singing bowl still silent on the floor.  

  This readiness is also testimony to the resonance that was emerging between 
OST and the practices and capacity of these Playback Theatre folks.

  A few weeks back I floated to the OSLIST the question of whether to perhaps 
integrate the use of Playback forms into the design of the OST retreat.  The 
list told me to open a straight OST.  This is what I did, and it was exactly 
the right advice.

  2.  Whatever Happens
  My internal jury's still out on the wording of this principle.  Here is what 
I found myself saying this morning:  "The next principle is, Whatever happens 
is the only thing that could have.  Basically, this is not true.  At this 
moment, the possibilities of what could happen today are infinite, based on our 
level of awareness and the free choices we will make today.  But this principle 
serves as an important and useful reminder about letting go.  As soon as we 
enact our choices, they become what happened, and accepting them as fully as 
possible and letting go is a very useful practice." 

  I do not know what these words meant to them this morning.  Oh well, whatever 
happens...(smile)

  One more note from the opening:  There is one segment I use, straight out of 
Harrison's User's Guide, which I have really learned to love.  Here's how I 
said it today:

  "You may be wondering what to do if you convene a discussion group and nobody 
comes.  Or what if one person comes, and then after five minutes, they exercise 
the Law of Two Feet.  (Nervous chuckles).  In my experience, this could mean 
one of three things.  First, it could mean that the topic is a terrible idea."

  (Deadpan.  Silence.  Then, Big laughter and breath from the group.)

  "The second thing it could mean is that the idea is very important, both to 
you and to the group, but that the timing for the idea is not right based on 
the current energy of the group.  The third thing it could mean is that the 
idea is deeply important, both to you and to the group, and that the timing is 
exactly right, and that the person holding space for the idea right now is you. 
 If you find yourself in this position, I encourage you to reflect, to unfold 
your thinking, to make a report, and to post it on the newswall.  I have seen a 
pattern, again and again, of these ideas making a powerful contribution to the 
event in the closing circle and in the convergence process..."

  For me, using the "terrible idea" line is a way of helping the group to "face 
the roar," to step into the fire.  I like what it does.

  3.  Better Than a Nap
  Today I discovered a new practice that for me is better than a nap or picking 
up coffee cups.  With a small intimate group and no newsroom (we did 
handwritten reports), I had very little to do.  As I thought ahead to the 3:30 
to 5:30 convergence, I realized that paper would be needed, both for writing 
personal commitments and for action planning.  I hadn't prepared a form.  So I 
gathered some materials and settled in at a table at the edge of the main room. 
 For the personal commitment papers, I drew a big circle, tracing around a big 
clay bowl.  For the action planning forms, I drew bordering lines that angled 
in a bit from top to bottom of the paper.  Around the outside of the open space 
within the circles and the converging lines, I began to color the borders with 
colored pencils.  I made 21 copies of each form.  This took a surprisingly 
sweet long time to do.  In fact, I sat at that table for almost the whole three 
sessions, coloring.  During the day I was approached a total of three times.  
It was a lovely way to hold the space.

  4.  Convergence
  The convergence I used this afternoon was drawn from OSLIST advice, 
particularly from Diane Gibeault.

  3:00 - Afternoon News
  I opened by outlining the convergence steps ahead.  We did a once-around for 
afternoon news.  As Diane had predicted, people kept their comments short, 
knowing that we had a lot of work yet to do - pacing themselves, I think.

  3:15 - Energy Snapshot
  I had forgotten the sticky dots, so I had cut little strips of post-its, and 
gave each person five.  I opened:  "This exercise looks like several things 
that it is not.  It is not a vote.  It is not even a prioritization process.  I 
call it an energy snapshot.  We will take seven or ten minutes in silence at 
the agenda windows (using large glass windows for the bulletin board was rather 
nice today, how the light passes through).  Reflect on your personal energy, 
and which of the topics posted today you resonate with right now, and stick 
your strips on those sheets.  Topics that receive fewer strips are not less 
important than others.  I know that you haven't had a chance to read all the 
reports, so just shoot from the hip."  It took seven minutes.  The energy was 
nice.  I did not feel a need to refer to the results as a group afterward.

  3:30 - Personal Commitments
  My deep thanks to Jeff Aitken for this simple process.  It was the deep heart 
of our afternoon.  I scattered the pencil-colored empty circles on the floor, 
and invited people to take one, go where they were comfortable, and spend ten 
minutes writing their personal commitments to the theatre company.  "Maybe ten 
minutes is too short.  Do you want fifteen?"  "Ten's good."  After ten, I rang 
the bell.  I believe that the drawn circle, and the color, inspired a lot of 
artistry.  The commitments were written in spirals, multiple colors, radiating 
arms.  I decided, with group permission, to include these personal commitments 
in the book of proceedings.  

  We did a once-around.  Reading these personal commitments was enormously 
powerful.  Particularly interesting to me was the way that the conflicts and 
wounds that had been aired in the talking circle the night before found their 
resolution in the words of these personal commitments.  People embodied 
responsibility deeply.  The group had internalized the "Aho" response in all 
the talking circles, and these Ahos were truly resounding.

  4:00 - Action Planning
  Opening:  "From my fly-on-the-wall perspective on some of your meetings, I 
know that much of what transpired today has been absorbed and internalized by 
the group.  There is deep alchemy going on.  Some actions will emerge from 
today without the need for any action-planning process.  The intention of this 
time for action planning is not to force into a plan anything that will not 
benefit from this exercise.  That being said, I expect that time for action 
planning will be a useful tool in bringing some of your commitments into being. 
 I invite you to take an action planning paper, to find people you would like 
to plan with or to work alone, go where you want, and determine some action 
steps, time-lines, and specific responsibilities."

  This process was organic and a little muddy.  A motivated planning group 
developed back in the bedroom, and worked hard for 40 minutes.  One 
participant, who stayed in the main room, told me that she was frustrated that 
there was duplication; she didn't know what had been going on elsewhere and had 
no agenda wall to help guide her.

  4:45 - Closing Circle
  Energy dip.  It was late in the day and we had done a lot of talking circles. 
 I was antsy.  Also, the group had agreed to have a ritual outside at the very 
end (see below), to honor a company member who was leaving the next day to move 
to Wilmington (and to begin a Playback company there).  I raised the question 
of whether we needed this closing circle.  "yes, maybe, sort of..."  We decided 
to do it.  In true improvisational fashion, the person who began picked up an 
orange from the center.  When she was done, instead of passing it to the left, 
she threw it across to somebody else.  The "airborne orange" method was just 
what the group needed for its closing circle.

  5.  Transparent Facilitation
  Here, in appreciation of Meg Salter's posting to the list today, I wish to 
share a personal experience.  As is probably evident, this event was a 
wonderful privilege and experience for me in holding space for a small intimate 
group.  I felt uncommonly clear and grounded throughout, and did not experience 
the sense of loneliness I sometimes feel in this role.  This changed at about 
2pm, when something really came up.

  Woven in with the work of the day was the thread of processing the reality 
that one of the company members is dying, at home now with Hospice workers.  
The Playback company has been actively working through their grief for months, 
including in rehearsal time.  This level of consciousness allowed them to dip 
into emotions around their friend during the retreat with remarkable grace and 
integration.

  At about 2pm, as I was coloring at my table, and a few words about this 
friend were shared in the meeting nearby, I got blindsided.  I am still moving 
through my grief about a dear friend and mentor of mine who died suddenly on 
January 13th.  Hearing the graceful words from the group, it all came up for 
me, and I fought back the rising tears.  Conscious in my space-holding role, I 
walked back to the bathroom, locked the door, and melted down.  The timing, I 
thought, couldn't have been worse.  I know how long it can take for these 
feelings to run their course, and it was very painful to have no one to open up 
to.  I knew how important my role would be an hour later in the transition to 
convergence.  I "composed myself."  I tried to "get transparent again."  After 
a while I went back out to my table and that half hour was very difficult.  I 
went outside for a while and rested my back against a tree.

  At 3:00 Afternoon News I made the decision to speak.  My tranparency was 
gone, and as the talking stick approached my heart was pounding.  I remembered 
to breathe.  I said, "My job here in holding space is to be as transparent as 
possible, but I need to share something that is coming up for me."  I was 
really scared, and they knew it; I felt a shock-wave in the circle.  "I am 
working through my grief about my friend who died unexpectedly three weeks ago. 
 Hearing you talk about your friend is bringing this up for me.  If I was with 
most groups I work with, I would not talk about this.  I would do my best to 
hold my feelings at bay and do my work.  But I want to tell this to you now 
because I feel the level at which you are holding the space here with me.  So I 
just ask for your help in continuing to hold the space if it happens this 
afternoon that I can't do it."

  I did not feel much relief - I was tense and still scared at this acute shift 
in my role.  My feelings of sadness were replaced by basic fear, and it was 
hard for me to hear the next few speakers in the circle (who continued to share 
their personal reflections).  For the next five minutes or so I cascaded 
through emotions - sadness and fear and isolation.  The group went on and did 
their thing.  They supported me energetically exactly by holding the space for 
the group, and, I am sure, with conscious compassion.  When the convergence 
began, I was pretty much able to let it all go and do my job.  It was one of 
those times when I was grateful to have a clear plan. 

  I honor Meg's contribution by pasting it in here: 

  Another version of the story - Buddhist - is the constant intertwining of the 
formless state - the ultimate emptiness/ void , which then manifests as radiant 
energy, and then ultimately as form. Constant movement/ dance. And where we 
rest/ how the form manifest is pretty much determined by our intent and depth 
of personal practice. - which leads us to the preparation of the facilitator 
for Open Space.......!

  It is all, indeed, a dance.

  6.  Ritual
  The group's closing ritual went this way.
  R was about to leave the group, to go forth into the world, down to 
Wilmington, by the ocean.  We gathered outside under the tall bare trees, under 
an impossibly-large expanse of rock on the mountain southeast of the house.  R 
held a sea-turtle skull in his hands.  He shared the story of a dream he had of 
becoming a sea turtle, a little baby one, and swimming a long distance.  Then 
we did a "Warrior's Dance," gifted to us by Michael Cook.

  The Warrior's Dance is silent.  R stood in the middle of the circle, arms 
down, palms outward facing east.  We encircled him, arms raised, palms facing 
in.  He turned around in a circle, ever so slowly, in silence except for his 
feet in the leaves and the two dogs wrestling nearby.  Slowly, once around, 
back to face east again.

  Then the company musician gave us our breath back.  We sang Summertime, from 
Porgy and Bess.

  That's how it was, and that's how it is.

  Blessings to all,
  Chris





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