Dying/broken/forgiven.... now I begin

Born: 17-06-56....gemini.... monkey
re-born: 3-09-80
born again\found: 14-04-08
other notable dates: 10-03-68; 03-09-87; 23-03-96;
1-05-98; 31-01-02; 5-04-04

Interests: movement, stressed/transgressive embodiment, lived experience (body\space\time\relation)
expression ( word, dance, text, image, story, music, poetics)
learning, yielding......

Hopes for the blog:
offer up the wild intersectedness of lived experience and engage others in creative, expressive, perhaps irreverant, hopefully playful, and respectful encounters....
enact kindness
create moments of pause for disclosure, discovery, stillness

Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Show Me a Sign

Back from a week long sign language immersion camp in northern Ontario. Partner and I arrive and commit to " turning off our voices"  with the exception of any medical emergencies (partner has some significant health issues that I would not want to trust to my fledgling  ASL competence). With the exception of a few  more or less unexpected incidents ( an unimpressively underempahsized bed bug outbreak that resulted in six hours of clothes/bedding/towels/ luggage washing with the hottest water possible and the hottest drying possible and a door to our room that had no way to close except to place a chair against it),  some typical attention seeking behaviours from the students under the age of 25, and some cheating (!) from students (speaking in whispers so as not to be detected by the Deaf instructors and other hard of hearing participants), the experience was amazing. I would do it again in a heartbeat. There is a marvelous intimacy in this kind of shared silence and commitment to respecting Deaf culture. I was proud of partner for his steadfastness and his sweet sense of fun in the learning context, and I was proud of myself for the ways I was able to be present for the diverse and textured signs of culture and communication.  There is still lots to process..... and as soon as we returned to home base, I began ramping up for my own camp for kids with autism (which began this week .... as in today....more on that in future posts). But, that's the beauty of reflecting on critical incidents like this immersion camp... there are expressive gifts that await me in the days and weeks ahead. I'm looking forward to visiting fellow bloggers and catching up.... and getting out some posts of my own.


  1. Oh man you better learn about bed bugs...one house infested our entire neighborhood, we caught on early and so far so good, contact poion around the perimeter. The larva are microscopic and the damn things can live for a year without eating.

    That said..welcome back, glad you enjoyed the silence and now enjoy and have a good time at your next camp.

  2. "Sounds" like a very transformative experience!

  3. WM-thanks for the head's up, although i have learned more about those little suckers than i ever wanted to.our dorm room was a full corridor away from the infested room, but i did the hole nine yards anyway. gross. and you are right on, once they are in the house, it is full out warfare.
    next camp is in full swing. lots of funny and lovely stuff; sometimes these kids are frustrating as hell, and then sometimes they just break your heart.
    thanks for the visit.
    intelliwench-- it was transformative indeed. i love learning and this is so worthwhile. thanks for the neat comment.

  4. Great observational titbits - the 'attention seeking' bit is very important in understanding the children we have raised (I mean as a generation, not personally).
    One would think that our giving them all that attenion would have cured them forever of seeking attention ;]

  5. Pisces- i agree; one would think....
    however, attention is the word of the day. although it is most often for performances that have nothing to do with the task at hand. perhaps it's a perverse or ingenious( or both!) form of misdirection?
    thanks for the visit and the comment.