As March turned to April, I was privileged to attend Omega Centre's Weekend in New York. I have wanted to share some highlights from there--in truth there were only a few. I knew it would be big, but 1500 people showed up--it was just too big. Geneen Roth spoke, and she was funny and wise and engaging as I had imagined she would be. She signed my copy of her new fabulous book Lost and Found, and it was lovely to meet her.
There were a few other speakers, and they were fine. They did say a few things I cared enough to write down, and I will share those here in a blog post to follow. But I think what I found distressing was what felt like massive room full of people looking toward the stage for an answer, and forgetting to look inward. It was ironic that some of the speakers did in fact admit they "didn't have the answer" and--Geneen Roth in particular--pushed people beyond their bullshit....but still, it felt like so many looking wide-eyed for someone to save them. Was I also doing this?
I don't know. I think it is legitimate to seek support and ever new perspectives on fundamental life lessons. I did come home using Geneen's "guidelines" regarding eating, which are hugely helpful. And I think it is legitimate to be on the stage giving that forth in a humble way, which some of the speakers like Geneen were doing. Perhaps I just felt sad because I had thought I wanted to do that too and I don't. Because some part of me still does want to be saved. Because I still won't leap as much as I feel I need to into my own depths and passions.
I don't know.
4 comments:
I can relate to a wall of people looking for an answer and it bugs me a lot too...and it bugs me when I'm looking for an answer..when I come face to face with 100 of me's looking for an answer, I start losing hope....but when I get to know those people, I start to see different sides of them, and at least for some of them, this "looking for answer" comes from so much caring, so much hope, so much wanting better for others...and this is hopeful...and much deeper than the original bad taste in my mouth...
Absolutely true. I think it's more about my own shit. That said, sometimes talking to people leads me to discover a certain vacuousness, which is disheartening, but as you say more often than not I find more hope and wisdom and so forth than I had judged there to be. Judgment is such a fruitless bitch.
this song softens my heart into dough...have a listen:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=soGNAEg1zps
Beautiful, thank you....
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