A dream has dipped a young root into planet earth to test the waters: The first Crealizing workshop is history!

 

In these drawing workshops ‘Plus’, we explore creativity, inspiration, beauty, as well as our inner selves, awareness, and attention, in playfulness and with sensitivity to the personal wishes of the participants.

 

We start with portraiture. We dedicate the first series to the head on the level of the material subject. As medium we use simple drawing tools: This session we used ballpoints, for their un-erasable and ‘fast’ qualities, and graphite pencils. Next time, we’ll add color.

 

First, we danced to loosen up our bodies and get the flow going.Then we worked with form recognition by crumbling paper and accentuating the faces we recognized in the folds. Faces and heads are the among the first gestalts we recognize, when faced with a pattern. Like in the face of the moon and in cloud animals. Then we danced in the quality of awareness that the drawn face seemed to express.

 

Then, the music was changed and we challenged ourselves by dancing in the opposite mood of what we expressed. Embodying the quality of the work is very important, so every stroke will speak true. We turned the paper over and made an effort to recognize, a face expressing the new mood, then drew it in the folds.

 

We also drew eachother’s portraits. I guided us into a staring meditation. We looked into our partner’s eye, without wavering. We explored how the field of vision changes with time, and practiced spreading our awareness over the entire retinal field and focusing on the pupil only. Can we make out details, outside of the center of our visual field?

 

Then I guided us through the basic construction of a portrait. The atmosphere was concentrated, a soft focus had descended upon us and we drew fervently. Little inner critics perked their heads up when we checked our work with a mirror – a profound tool for seeing a drawing beyond how we think it looks, especially in terms of symmetry and composition – and wrote down their sticky assumptions. Nice to pick up later to work with affirmations!

 

Overall, it was great fun. For me, it was an affirmation of my trust in my capacities as a facilitator. And an experience of how much we learn by simply jumping out of the nest with only a fledgling’s wings to carry our great dreams! Thank you, participants!

 

And you are always welcome to join our workshops in Arnhem, NL!

You can apply at crealiseren@gmail.com.

the most recent basic info, look elsewhere in this blog.

If you can’t come to Arnhem, but would like to communicate with me, you can reach me here on Gaia, or via tbrozius@gmail.com.

 

 Greetings from planet Crealis,

Timotheus Ambroziac

 

De jeugd is altijd de bevolkingslaag geweest die als eerste in grote getale het emergente bewustzijnsstatium belichaamt: de ‘Avant Garde’. Wij zien de bestaande maatschappij met frisse ogen.

De taak van een integrale politiek begint voor jongeren bij het van de daken schreeuwen dat het wèl mogelijk is de pracht van het hogere diepere te integreren in deze maatschappij – als we er maar samen voor gaan staan. Van ‘generatie nix’ naar ‘generatie fix’. Alleen met een innovatieve, integratieve blik kunnen we oplossingen gaan zien en creëeren voor de complexe problemen van deze tijd.

 
Belangrijk is het ontwortelen van de overtuiging van “ik kan toch niets doen”. Vele druppels van actie maken, indien samengevoegd, een ‘Chang Ho’, een grote rivier die niet te stoppen is en haar omgeving opnieuw voedt.

 
Don Beck, mede-ontwikkelaar van het Spiral Dynamics-model, zegt op de SD-website: “er zijn geen prijzen meer voor het voorspellen van de regen. Alleen nog voor het bouwen van de arken.” Laten we ons richten op de nieuwe oplossingen. Dat er veel mis is, zien we allemaal wel. Dat er veel meer kan, geloven we nog niet helemaal. Leven en leiden vanuit het hart, laat dat onze boodschap zijn.

 

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Speaking from myself… what comes out tonight?

Cristoph Schaub writes, in “Second-tier Community: Or the Myth of Unity”

“Talking from us requires both courage and humility, for we equally need to be willing to disclose who we are, as willing to listen. We have become so accustomed to talking about us that talking from us is next to foreign to us. In order to speak from rather than about us, we have to show up and reveal our face. Speaking from us makes us aware of our differences; speaking from us has us re-cognize that not everyone approaches life in the way we do; speaking from us is how we, ultimately, fulfill our own fate and thus become free from the morass of metaphorical unity, into which we are born.” (my emphasis)

I talk a lot as if I know what I am saying, but when people really inquire, I dip back into saying that I don’t really know how to implement the integral theoretical model I so fervently propagate, to real life. I pretend to know what I am talking about but maybe my brain is just a bit ahead of the curve because I’ve been using it too much and assume that this activity and quickness grants me righteousness. I also notice now I’m typing in English, that I don’t master the language as well as I tell myself when I don’t use it. I think that I am on my way to greatness… I chase illusions of change and innovation without lifting a stone myself. I read theories to still my anxiety over not feeling a grasp on the world, it is a bingeing habit that used food before and now stuffs my head with theories and arguments and dreams of a better future than the one I fear we will create… I fear we will create a horrible future because I do not trust myself to bring light. Am I writing about or from myself? Am I showing my face now? Or is this just… spewing?

The monsters of concrete pave my colorful skin as I writhe therein in wishes to mean something in this world and change what I believe is evil and unconscious, subconscious drives I pretend to see in others but I’m blind as they are for I see only a world to change and people to rate and life to braid into a structure I hate so much to get caught in I entangle myself in it in my wild wrestling to free myself and –I assume- the whole world from it.

Communicating to the unknown readers of this blog –maybe you- am I being narcissistic? All about myself, this text is flaying my incoherent mental entrails against the screen of your awareness, haven’t you stopped reading yet? Maybe there is a higher truth or awareness fueling this, or maybe this seems bold to openly explore the shadows of my ‘interiors’… I know as little about the words that are to come while typing them as you do reading them. I just corrected ‘writing’ into ‘typing’ in the sentence before. Bear with me, this might be going somewhere.

I feel the need to contribute somehow, and find those people acting from a true concern for the wellbeing of all existence, of the universe, the cosmos, the Kosmos, because inside I believe I have experienced this spark of care and compassion and righteous action. Who am I? It is the question whose search seems to be driven by the desire to find that light within, the wish to find the beauty we so miss. We… I spoke for you, but did i? I spoke for me, but doubted whether I did, so I covered it up with ‘we’. Bumconsciously.

Yes, showing myself in this writing shows my incoherence, something I fight all the time, a fight I leave unfinished. Because I am consistent in not being consistent. And it’s okay.

Disclaimer:
The opinions expressed in this text do not represent those of Tijmen Brozius. They are solely the product of different interacting beliefs and viewpoints within his mind, and are subject to change as we read them. Do not take this text seriously, nor dismiss it as total rubbish: it might help you found a new belief which you will take seriously, debunk and ridicule later on. Which means that you will have lived, just as well as you would have, had you not read this.

With the word love,
Tijmen Brozius