The first day was a “public event.” Anyone could join in. Well, anyone who could find a way to fund the experience. People were from a wide range of backgrounds and variety of reasons for being there. Four people from the same company came together as a team. Everyone learned the same things, but applied it to their own goal.
In its own way it was lonely. In it’s own way, it was like attending a meeting at my old company.
I learned more about how I think. I learned more about how other folks think. I got to see thinking in action, got to hear and make observations, got to hear all of us talk about how we responded to what we did.
I was the only one who had to physically stretch to take in information, walk around to process it, stare out the window to look inwardly in order to close off a thought with a period at the end. Other folks might have said I was lost in my own thoughts. I might have said I was lost in a roomful of them.
I went home exhausted, wondering why I wasn’t feeling filled up with energy.
Being creative alone in a roomful of people, isn’t joyful. It’s limiting. Somehow not all of the colors seem to fill the room and dancing seems not quite appropriate, sitting up straight still seems like a good idea. When everyone has their own goal, creativity is work, even when they’re being truly creative too.
Creativity does not work well with lines around it.
−me strauss Letting me be