Houston Tribune
May 2004
Bridgette Mongeon © 2004

Prior to our marrying six years ago, both my husband and liked to dance. Our dancing was of course with different people. Once we married, we tried to dance with each other, but when we did there seemed to be instant tension. I thought, “Maybe a dance class would help.” We signed up for one of those group classes thinking, “This should be fun,” but we both had a mis¬erable time. Though both of us knew how to dance, trying to learn together left us frustrated.

Yvonne, a student who had been taking private instruction for 18 years, introduced me to The Dance Place. I told her about the difficulties that my husband and I were having. I knew we had different ways of learning and that trying to learn together was very frustrating for us both. Maybe we would try to learn just one more time. I wondered if anyone at The Dance Place could help. Yvonne was extremely insightful and understanding. As it turns out, when she first tried to learn to dance, she too had struggled. She recom¬mended Michael Schedler and said he understood learning styles. If anyone could teach us, he could. I would soon find out he had more to teach us than dance.

LEARNING STYLES
Each person has a different learning style, some are auditory learners, some are visual learners, some learn by touch, and others learn intellectually, through patterns. I was aware that the learning styles of my husband and myself were very, very different, but it didn’t really affect us, until it came time to dance. On the dance floor we had to be tolerant of each other’s learning styles, while struggling with our own.

This is probably why we did not do so well in a “group” class. Not only did we have to learn individually but also we had to leave room for the other person. Then there was an entire room of students that would move ahead of us while we were juggling all of the learning.

OUR FIRST CLASS
I was very anxious to try a private class. It was easy to see that Mr. Schedler had a very keen awareness of the learning styles of individuals. He was also able to switch gears throughout our sessions, not only perceiving what one partner was not understanding but redirecting the instructions in a way that each of us could grasp. His talent as a teacher was incredible. At home my husband referred to him as “the mediator, and referee.”

“Most people want to learn to dance, my job is to help them to learn how to overcome their handicap of how they are learning.” States Mr. Schedler. “The teachers job is to find the weakness and to make the partnership work.” I felt a little relieved.

In our first class, Mr. Schedler went over the basics of dance in what seemed like endless detail. I tried to listen to what he was saying, but there seemed to be too many words. A couple of times I thought, “Why is he talking so much? If I don’t move soon he will loose me.” You see my learning style is “feeler.” I learn through the movement. Once I retain the movement in my body, then I have it. These words were not movement. I looked at my husband. He was standing patiently and looked genuinely interested in what the teacher had to say. Later I asked him what he liked about the class; “I like when he went over the basics.” He said, “If I have the parts of things then I can make the connections between the basic parts. I can see it in my head, if I don’t have them I’m lost.” This was the first example of not only how different we are but also of how incompatible our learning styles are of each other. If, in my frustration, I had said something like, “enough, let’s dance” I would have taken away from my husband his opportunity to understand.

I wish I could say I was continually tolerant of my husband’s learning style, but my own learning style kept getting in the way. There was a point in that first class where I did say something. The instructor danced with me demonstrating a part. Then my husband danced with me. The two felt entirely different. I don’t know how they felt different; I just know my body said, “This is different.” I chimed up and said something. I am not sure what the instructor said and he was very polite about it, but my biggest lesson in that first class was “SHUT UP.” Everything inside of me wanted to say, “It is not right, I can feel it’ but I soon learned that the instructor was more than qualified to see the mistakes. As I gave him the opportunity to be the instructor he would very gently guide my husband into the direction and moves that he needed, and he did it using my husband’s way of learning. My husband’s synopsis of the first class and the instruction is that he thought the teacher was very thorough and understanding but most of all, encouraging.

Mr. Schedler said he has never found a student that he couldn’t teach. He did say that he has come across students where their personalities did not mesh with the teachers and he would find another teacher.

In future classes our differences just kept coming out. Both my husband and the instructor chastised me for leading. I didn’t really mean to lead, I knew I shouldn’t, but the desire to do the moves over and over again was so strong. Moving helped me to retain it. Stopping to give my husband time to figure out the pattern fractured my thoughts and seemed to halt my retention. Being reminded to stop moving or leading irritated me, but I tried to be patient. Later Mr. Schedler explained “Intellectual thinkers map out the patterns in their mind. Any kind of doubt in their minds and they get stuck and need to overcome that doubt. They can get stuck on the least little thing. My job is to try and get them to relax and know they can make a mistake. There are no dance police.” My husband later referred to this quote when trying to help me to understand an entirely different aspect of his life, “that’s me,” he said. I have decided I need to remember this about my husband. It may help me to be more patient.

Another aspect of learning to dance is hearing the beats in the music. Sometimes students have a difficult time hearing the rhythm of the music and transferring it into dance. Mr. Schedler explains that with this type of person he will find music with the strongest beat so that the student can learn what to listen for and hear the basic rhythm. He then teaches how to transfer that listening into the movements.

Some students may interpret what the instructor says differently than how he meant it. That is the instructor’s cue to find a different way of saying it. Not louder or more often, as is the case with some instructors, but differently so that the individual can understand it in their own style.

Another learning style is visual learning. Visual learners have an advantage over the feelers and intellectuals. They see what the instructor does and they can transfer it. They may not understand the rhythm but they can copy the patterns.

After our fourth class it was apparent to me that in the past my desire and exuberance about dancing with my husband had added more pressure to him. As Mr. Schedler put it “The one that ‘gets it’ doesn’t mean any harm they just really want to help, however the person on the receiving end just resents it and is frustrated, that is when it is a good idea to have a teacher. The partner on the receiving end won’t want to do it again, they will feel self-conscious and they put up walls of defense. Tearing down those walls can be very difficult, even for a teacher.”

Having our “referee” seemed like the ideal way of learning, but I was concerned about when we were practicing. Mr. Schedler suggests having a controlled environment in which we would practice. And if there are problems, try asking each other “What do you remember him saying?” to see how each remembers it being taught. That did prove to be a little difficult for me; I remembered it in my body. I could tell if it was right or wrong, but to give it a definition in words or remembering what the instructor said was difficult. Mr. Schedler does allow video cameras or tape recorders in his dance class, anything that will help the student learn. He did advise, “If it can’t be worked out then give yourself permission to let it go and seek instruction.” Most of all you must keep it light—dance must be fun.

I couldn’t help but wonder how Mr. Schedler knew so much about learning styles. “I first heard about it after high school. When I began to teach dance I thought about how I could apply learning styles to teaching.” In 22 years of teaching dance he has had some practice. But he says he still tries to figure new ways to teach.

For my husband and I dance class has taught us tolerance and has reinforced the idea that we are very different and that we need to have patience with each other. Our classes have been extremely successful, as our brains are dancing the waltz, foxtrot, swing and salsa, while smiling.

The Dance Place is owned and operated by Michael Schedler and Phillip Stephens. It is located at 3300 Chimney Rock Rd., Suite 500. For more information, call 713-266-0066.

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Houston Tribune
June © 2004

by Bridgette Mongeon

Acupuncture and acupressure are increasing in popularity in the United States. Until recently it was believed that Traditional Chinese Medicine (TCM), was unscientific, but further research on TCM is resulting in gradual acceptance by the western scientific community. Some insurance companies are also beginning to recognize the value in keeping people healthy through TCM and are paying for treatments.

Some of the practices of TCM have been around for centuries. It is one of the oldest medical practices of the world. Principles behind TCM are very different from western medicine.

MERIDIAN SYSTEM AND QI
Just like western medicine understands different pathways in our body like the lymph, blood or nervous system, TCM has its own invisible pathway based on the meridians. Through these meridians flows the life force of the human body known as qi (pronounced chee). Though scientists have been trying to define qi they can really only study its effects. Sickness comes from qi that cannot flow through meridians because of blockage. Several different things can cause a blockage, for example stored emotions are one form of blockage. TCM understands that anger, fear or any emotion can be stored within organs in the body, and may cause illness. Western doctors are also realizing the effect that emotions play on a person’s health, for example, the discovery in western medicine that anger can raise blood pressure and can cause us to keep high levels of stress hormones in our bodies, may bring on illness. When a patient of TCM is receiving acupuncture or acupressure it is applied to the specific meridian points to induce the flow of qi and release the blockage.

YIN AND YANG
Another principle of TCM is Yin and Yang. Just as a battery needs two poles to work, a positive and a negative, so does the human body. Doctors working in TCM will try to bring harmony and balance to an individual Yin (positive) and Yang (negative.) Too much Yin or Yang and a person will be sick. .’

ORGAN NETWORK
The organ network is another principle of TCM. The five organ networks are Liver, Heart, Spleen, Lung and Kidney. These not only perform the functions that western medicine had discovered but in TCM they have an extension of both physical and psychological aspects to them. For example, the liver affects the storage of blood and ensures the smooth flow of qi in the body. It is also believed that anger is stored in the liver and will affect a person’s even temperedness.

In TCM five elements are related to individual organs, the liver is wood, heart is fire, the spleen is earth, the lungs are metal, and the kidney is water. Symptoms that a patient may be having are not necessarily of the organ that is in trouble. Within this organ network the different organs can have strong effects on each. other. For example the heart (fire) and kidneys (water) influence each other. It is also recognized by western medicine that heart failure is often accompanied by kidney complications and the kidney problems usually induce heart palpitations or symptoms. The heart represents fire and yang and the kidneys represent water and yin; A person with not enough kidney yin, representing water, might not be able to put out the fire and yang of the heart, causing heart problems. Too much of one or not enough of another would cause illness or symptoms for the patient. The TCM doctor works to bring balance.

Doctors of TCM utilize noninvasive treatments using a variety of different methods to restore balance and harmony including herbs, acupuncture, qigong, meditation and diet, among others.

If you are interested in TCM you can read more about it on the Internet. Houston also has many doctors that work with TCM and a College of Acupuncture and Oriental Medicine with a clinic www.acaom.edu.

Scientific documentation is indeed catching up to this age-old form of medicine and the results are something that
is worth looking into.

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Houston Tribune
June © 2004

by Bridgette Mongeon

Recently while shopping at the grocery store with my mother I was distracted by a conversation held by two older women. The first woman was vibrant and appeared to be in her mid to late 70’s. She was discussing the benefits of something she was doing and there was urgency in her voice. The second woman had dark circles under her eyes and looked very unhealthy but I could tell she was very interested.

“It is so good for you.” The vibrant woman continued as I approached walking down the isle past the condiments. “It can improve your health, and memory, is great for high blood pressure, and many other ailments. It isn’t jarring and is so easy to do, and as you get older it will improve your balance.”

My mother was ahead of me in the electric shopping cart. I was taking mother on her first shopping trip in many, many weeks. She was just returning from her third visit to the hospital. She had a broken hip and recovering from too many falls to mention. I stopped to listen; intuitively I knew what this vibrant woman was talking about. The second woman began to question her, “Where did you learn it? Can I do it? Is it difficult to learn?” she asked. As her questions were being answered I joined in on the conversation, “Excuse me for interrupting, I overheard your conversation and I just wanted to say that I have been doing a great deal of research on this subject and have found that everything this woman is saying is true. Scientists are beginning to study the effects and agree that it has incredible potential for people of all ages,” I said.

“Show me what it looks like” the second, sickly woman asked the first. Jokingly I said in a very loud voice, “Tai Chi demonstration on aisle seven.” The vibrant woman began to move so gracefully that she resembled what I would describe as wind through the trees. Then to my surprise this grey-haired woman stood on one leg lifting the other leg high to her chest, she also raised both arms up high in the air. She resembled a crane and she stood as still and firm. I looked with longing at my mom in the electric shopping cart. My mother was at least ten years younger than the woman balancing in the aisle, but mom did not have balance, was not able to breathe correctly and had acquired many other maladies that were descending upon her quickly stealing her vitality, and her life.

My own desire to learn this ethereal dance began from the moment I first saw it many years ago. I had purchased a video to try and learn Tai Chi, and it seemed overwhelming, but recently I started taking lessons. There are different forms of Tai Chi; I choose the Yang style long form. There are 108 forms in the long form, which will take the average person more than a year to learn. You do not however have to know all 108 forms to begin to see the benefits of Tai Chi. The woman in the grocery store said that she chose to learn just the first 40 forms, and had been doing Tai Chi for eight years. Perfecting the forms is part of the process of Tai Chi.

With quite a bit of repetition the graceful moves were easy to perform. Learning the choreography of the moves was difficult at first, but soon my body was doing them with little thought until I too was then working on perfecting the moves instead of remembering the steps.

Tai Chi Ch’uan is meditation with movements. Though these movements are based upon martial arts the practice of Tai Chi does not require incredible agility or strength, but it will build both.

It is performed by people of all ages and improves health and vitality. Tai Chi has been practiced for several hundred years originating in China. It can be performed by anyone in any physical condition, proceeding at their own pace and level.

The movements of Tai Chi and another form of Chinese movements called Qigong help to channel the flow chi (pronounced chee) through the body. In Traditional Chinese Medicine it is believed that the uninhibited flow of chi through the body encourages health and vitality. Like blood, chi must move through the entire body and does so through a chi circulatory system. If your chi flow is blocked then sickness will occur. Many scientists are studying the effects of chi. Chi is not something based in mysticism, but is scientific, and is being accepted more and more in the Western world.

There is a meditative state accompanied with deep abdominal breathing that comes with the practice of Tai Chi. The slow movements and turns massage different internal organs. Besides increasing range of motion, building strength and stamina and improving coordination and balance, regular practice of Tai Chi can help with asthma, and other respiratory ailments. It also aids the digestive system, circulatory system and immune system. Many of the scientific studies of the effects of Tai Chi and Qigong can be found in Kenneth Cohen’s’ book The Way of Qigong. Cohen describes Tai Chi as a form of Qigong and in his book, Cohen states, ” Qigong is frequently recommended as the primary therapy for advanced, inoperable, and medically untreatable cancer. In these cases, Qigong can ameliorate pain and other symptoms and slow the progression of the disease, more rarely, Qigong practice results in long term remission.”

I am continually intrigued by the research being done concerning Tai Chi. For me Tai Chi and Qigong are more than just exercise, they are ways of promoting and keeping my health. For those dealing with such things as cancer who feel helpless to what is happening in their bodies, it may be empowering for a patient to accompany their treatments with Tai Chi or Qigong.

For myself I have adopted Tai Chi as a daily practice. I believe that performing the moves will help me to stay healthy. As Tai Chi and Qigong become a part of my life, and in my journey of perfecting each move perhaps I will enter the second part of my life with grace and vitality. When I am 80 or 90 I will not feel the least bit silly standing on one foot like a crane in the middle of the grocery store sharing my adventure and hope with another. Who knows maybe if I do, someone else just might find their health on the isle seven near the condiments.

Don Price is a certified Tai Chi instructor. You can learn Tai Chi long form through the Jewish community Center 5601 South Braeswood 713-729-3200 ext. 3223 The JCC will also be starting a seniors class in the fall. Don teaches throughout the city. To find a class nearest you contact Don Price at 713-988-2765 or e-mailing him at DPriceOCentral.UH.EDU.

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Houston Tribune March 2004
Bridgette Mongeon © 2004

Visitors who come by my home often comment on my garden. “Lovely, it is an oasis in the middle of the city.” I just smile and feel a warm nurturing feeling accompanied with a quiet excitement.

There once was a day when my garden oasis was only a dream. My surroundings seemed void, dry and sparse. It was, in fact, a reflection of what I was feeling inside of me at that time. Our gardens can be a reflection of our souls. “I’ll change it all.” I said to myself one day.

“I’ll change the outside and it will help change what is within me.” So I sat on a patch of grass and dreamt of a garden. Then I took a shovel and began turning over dirt, and then more dirt. A friend came to visit me and asked what I was doing, panting a bit, still digging, I answered “Building my dream garden.” There was row after row of turned dirt, and not one plant to plant in them. It didn¹t matter; the important thing was to act upon my dreams.

It was apparent more soil was needed. However as a single mom there was very little expendable income. In this journey of discovering my garden and myself I found that just as I would put forth the effort and get to a certain point where there was a need, somehow what was needed appeared. It may also have been due to the fact that I looked at life more creatively, less confining, and with more possibility.

Just down the street the city was digging out drainage ditches. I mustered up the courage to ask the driver if I could have some of the soil, ” Sure he said, give me the address.” Soon I had raised flowerbeds everywhere. One last load of dirt was dumped in the driveway. I wish I had gotten up into that last truck to take a look, because this time I did not receive fine soil instead he deposited a large truckload of hard clay.

There were many beautifully raised beds all around my yard, and one huge pile of gumbo in my driveway. The beds sat empty for a while. It is inevitable if you don¹t plant anything in those flowerbeds, no matter how prepared they are; they will soon be overcome with weeds. And if dreams are not acted upon and then you lose momentum, the stagnation will be felt, along with discouragement.

I did not find the dirt I needed until I was ready for it, and had gone through the effort to turn my soil. Now that my beds were turned over for the second time I made myself ready for plants. While walking in the neighborhood I admired a neighbors yard. ” Fine garden,” I said. “If you ever need assistance I would love to lend a hand in your yard in exchange for some of your plants.” “No need to help, take as much as you want, I¹m moving.” Was his reply. So weekend after weekend I loaded the trunk of my car with plants. My trunk hauled so many plants, dirt breaking free from their roots in travel, that soon things began to grow inside my car.

I had Cannas , Split Leaf Philodendrons, edging plants and many other things that I didn’t even know the names of. At one point I estimated I had over $1,000 worth of plants. I planted my treasures with quite a bit of distance between them. For two reasons, the first was that I wanted it to look like I had more than I had, and the other was because I knew that after a time things would grow and eventually fill in. It is the same way with dreams that are acted upon; they grow and fill in the sparse areas of our lives.

Once I began to act upon my dream garden I became more aware of other peoples gardens. I noticed that many people had gardens that needed thinning. Each time I would receive plants from another gardener there was this unspoken respect for another dreamer and the honor of sharing in a part of their dream. In no time at all my entire yard was lush with bushes, flowers and plants.

Remember that big pile of gumbo? I painstakingly moved it to the back yard. Another friend came over and said “Your yard is looking pretty good accept this pile of dirt here”. I could hardly believe it. I said “Is that what you see?” I had spent so much time visualizing my dream garden that I thought everyone could see it the way that I did.

That evening I got an old piece of wood and some paint. I made two signs and put one on top of the pile of dirt and another further in the yard. The first said, “Visualize a waterfall here” and another said, “Visualize a stream here.”

It took over 10 years, and my paradise is still a work in progress. The waterfall is not complete, but the sign has been removed and in its place are two ponds. The stream does run into a lower pond just where I visualized it, under the footbridge that my husband and son made. The sandy beach with Adirondack chairs was never in my original dream but was added as I went along.

When I was a little girl my fondest memories were along the streams of the Allegheny Mountains. There are no mountains just north of the Heights in Houston, but the adventure and wonder I feel as I take my shoes and socks off and play in the stream is just as rejuvenating as when I was a child.

Over the years my garden has changed. My dream garden was not the only thing that was nurtured; I nurtured my own dreams. As they both grew I became inspired. I watched provision come when needed, spurred by my own actions. This taught me to work hard and to depend on God- faith. It all started with a dream and my willingness to act upon those dreams and with a little time life grew sweet, filling everything in.

Bridgette Mongeon is a sculptor, writer and avid gardener residing in the Heights.

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Houston Tribune. February © 2004

by Bridgette Mongeon

When I was a girl, we had this huge polka dotted pink elephant that took residence directly in the middle of our living room. Now even though this elephant was annoying and affecting the view of each other, we never talked about it. It affected everyone in our home, but no one dared speak of it. Each of us, my brother, my sister, my dad, and myself arranged our lives around the pesky pachyderm. I am not sure why conversations about its presence were an unspoken taboo, but everyone knew that it was. Because of the shame that was brought on by this bothersome boarder, the members of our home rarely, if ever, invited anyone to our house, and when we did, we each had our own set of excuses to distract the visitor and to explain it away.

It has been a long time since I had thought about that elephant, almost 30 years. The memory of it was brought back to me by my interaction with a very young courageous girl of 13. My girlfriend’s granddaughter, Brandey, was embarking on the acknowledgment of her own huge polka dotted pink elephant that was resides in her home. I was just her age when I too began to acknowledge my own elephant. I discovered that many other kids my age were experiencing the same thing. You see this taboo subject and huge obstacle that sat between all my family members was brought on by a disease that gripped the family – Alcoholism. My mother was an alcoholic.

Alcoholism is a disease. It is a disease that affects the entire family. Even though it affects everyone, no one talks about it; it was like a huge polka dotted pink elephant sitting right in the middle of our living room.

I remember how wonderful it felt, so many years ago, listening to other kids who revealed their own stories. In their experiences, I could see my own life. The shame, fear, desperation, and hopelessness were replaced with understanding, action, and hope. Finally I found a place where others not only had huge pink polka dotted elephants, but they were also willing to talk about them. This place of such enlightenment was called Alateen.

Alateen taught me that I was powerless over the elephant, the alcohol, and my mom’s drinking. I· couldn’t make mom sober, but I could help myself. Her drinking wasn’t my fault. I learned how to cope with my problems and build a life filled with hope.

A teenager who had a father that was an Alcoholic developed the program of “Alateen in 1957. The Alateen program is patterned after Alcoholics Anonymous (AA). AA has had great success with helping alcoholics obtain sobriety. Alanon was developed for spouses or family members of the alcoholic and. Alateen developed for the teenagers. All of these programs have helped many family members to understand their family disease. Since attending Alateen 30 years ago Pre-Alateen has also come into existence. The motto for all of these branches of AA is “It works for you if you work the program.”

I found a local Alateen meeting for Brandey. There we both met Brittany, a most impressive young lady who shared her experiences with Brandey. I know the two of them had an instant rapport. How could they not, they were both the owners of huge polka dotted pink elephants. Brittany 13 and her younger brother 12 have both been “working the program” for 8 years.

I marveled at the grandmother who religiously took these kids to meetings. I don’t know if anyone can possibly know the long-range effect that this can have on children. You see, when one becomes emotionally healthy, it opens your life to all possibilities. And, research has proven that children with alcoholic parents have a greater chance of becoming alcoholics themselves.

This mental health help and Alateen may save their lives’ I believe it saved mine. So if you are a relative of a teen who may need help, please take the initiative to help in finding and driving these kids to meetings.

If you are not sure if there is an elephant in your home Alateen has put together a list of questions. It can be found at http://www.al-anon.org/ twentyquestions.html. There is a similar list for those wondering if Alanon is for them.

Let me assure you there is hope. My mother has been sober for 30 years. What alcoholism robbed from us in my early years has been restored a hundred fold. She has grown into a woman that I not only admire, but also deeply respect!

If you would like to talk to someone about your huge polka dotted pink elephant you can find meetings in your area by calling 713-683-7227 or searching the local Alanon web site located at http://www.hal¬pc.org/ alanontx/. Let me encourage you to keep trying the contact.numbers. Don’t give up, if one does not work encourage people to give you another, or go to the next on the list. You might also want to call the numbers in off-hours. Some people may only answer the phones before and after meetings, just before 7:30 p.m. or after 9:00 p.m.

If your elephant goes by another color or name, there are many different organizations that are helping individuals with all sorts of problems like; low self-esteem, gambling, sex addiction, drug addiction, and many others. All of these programs are patterned after AA, and have proven to be highly effective. I have found a list of them located at http://www.council-houston.org/recovery.htm. Once again be persistent in calling and in seeking help.

All of the programs are free and many offer free literature. With a little work you not only will be able to recognize your huge polka dotted pink elephant, but you will soon be able to function better, feel healthier, and see your family members a little clearer in your life and from across the living room.

Bridgette Mongeon is a writer and artist who lives in the Heights area www.creativesculpture.com

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Indigo Sun June 1993

We have heard much about our inner child. Some of us have taken great pains to meet, greet, and love that sometimes lonely, and frightened part of ourselves. Often we have had to search long and hard for that child that has made a constant survival game of hide-and-seek, afraid to come out, and afraid of pain. A part of that same child is our inner creative self, buried deep within, afraid of rejection.

Our misconception of creativity is that creativity is like royal blood – a divine gift bestowed on some and not on others. Or that it is inherited like freckles or red hair. We often look at creative people with awe, and a bit of jealously; however, we are all born creative. We are all born with the same need to know, a desire to formulate, and will to express ourselves. “Every child is an artist,” states Pablo Picasso “The problem is how to remain an artist after growing up.” William Staford writes, “My question is when did other people give up the idea of being a poet? You know when we are kids we make up things, we write, and for me the puzzle is not that some people are still writing, the real question is why did other people stop?”

Hushing the creative self stems from our own fear of rejection, our inherited dysfunctions and our dominant, obtrusive, intellectual left hemisphere. We hear the ghostly voices in our heads – Aunt Ethel stating we could never be a writer with our atrocious spelling. In fear and humiliation we just never tried again. Or the voice of our grandfather stating Uncle Joe was the artist in the family, the talent was not passed down to another. So we packed up our pencil and sketch book, tucked them away with our inner creative child, assured that the genealogy of creativity could never have reached our simple hands.

Recovering our creative self is a decision. Many times students call for classes and I know by the shakiness in their voices that they are afraid, insecure and in need. I know if they got a busy line, or a message was not returned, they might never call again. For some it just took too much effort to call the first time. First time students sometimes explain their artistic experience in those phone calls and some just share a hope of being creative. As in any recovery the first step, however frightening, must be taken.

Those involved in creative recovery also need a sense of support. Safe sources to show artwork to, brainstorm with, and read those first drafts to. It is imperative to find safe places, for the wrong people can set our recovery back. Those who refuse to hear the cries of their own creative child, are not safe sources. They feel extremely threatened by those learning to unleash their creativity, and they often like to manipulate the recovering creative through guilt.

Many times our creative self has been squashed by the rude remarks of adults and on lookers as we were growing up. We fear that rejection so much, the pain of not being accepted, that we often never create again. In our recovery we need to protect that creative self, from others and from ourselves. We must reassure ourselves that renewing our creativity is like learning anything for the first time. We have to allow ourselves some good efforts, and practice, clumsy first drafts, bad poems, and ugly sketches. One women’s fear of the written word was so great she stated, “I am afraid to write because I fear I will write too much, and if I write too much they will laugh, or it will sound dumb.” Her resolution was to not write any words. Her fear was so great and her voices were just too loud.

In writing class I say purge! Write and write – spelling does not matter nor does grammar, in this step of the creative process. If you write too much you can edit later, next week, or next year, but put the thoughts down. Purge with pen and paper until it flows off the paper onto the table and down to the floor. The left hemisphere can revise and organize later but you will at least have something to work with.

Some are so bound by being perfect in their creativity, they feel it is better not to try. To those I say, build a sand castle in the sand. Tomorrow it will be gone. But you will have created and learned, and expressed a part of your self.

This month as a part of discovering your creative self list five things you have always wanted to do. My list changes regularly, and that is okay. I accept that as a part of my life and growth, and not as reason to badger myself with guilt and thoughts of being irresolute. I have accomplished some of my things and because my desires sometimes change, I have given you my most recent list.

• Learn to Tango
• Take up fencing
• Swim with dolphins
• Take a cross country trip in a motor home
• Create and market a line of garden sculpture
• Now take time and list at least one thing you can do to work towards achieving these things.
• Call a dance club look for classes
• Contact a scuba company
• Get information on costs of renting motor homes, plan destination
• Look up manufacturers, and by all means start sculpting.

Now, it is perfectly okay, however small or great an effort, do something!

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Heights Tribune-March 1992
by Bridgette Mongeon © 1992

Right hemisphere and healing
Emotions and expression lie tucked away in the right hemisphere. That is the thread of substance that holds together psychologist books and tapes on healing. It seems to be the home for that inner child who wonders why all pain has been rationalized away by the left hemisphere. Writers and poets often purge themselves on paper. How often do we hear songs on the radio identifying with the pain or emotions of the songwriter? In workshops held on right brain writing or drawing, students often feel a sense of healing just with the acknowledgment that they can do it.

There seems to be a writer and an artist in all of us. An inborn need to express ourselves as well as to be understood. However perhaps when we were young we were told that we were a dreadful speller, or unable to write. Institutions made it a thing you had to do instead of wanting to. Overcome with dread we mentally put down our pencil. The teacher may have also pointed out Johnny was the best artist, unable to keep up or to create in the Johnny style, we just quit trying. And the Johnny’s, often strangled by the responsibility to always create a masterpiece, grew to hate their ability. The left hemisphere likes to keep control and appears to encourage such badgering. It is that horrible little voice one hears when one tries.

In Gabriele Lusser Rico’s Book Writing the Natural Way she teaches a techniques that allows one to tap into the right brain for writing. She states, “Clustering not only frees your expressive power but also helps you discover what you have to say, encouraging a flow instead of a mere trickle.” In clustering a person finds a nucleus word that they would like to write about. This nucleus word is centered on a blank page and circled.

One simply Iets go and writes the connections that come, jotting each down quickly in its own circle radiating outward from the center in any direction they want to go. At first you may bicker with your left-brain, as it doesn’t not want to do the meaningless tasks but sustain. If you temporarily out of ideas, doodle until something else comes. Amazingly there will come a point when you have a sense of what you want to write about. Referring back to the clustering the writing seems to write itself.

In the well-known book of Betty Edwards, Drawing on the Right Side of the Brain, Ms. Edwards discuss the symbols that we have developed through out our lives. The symbols for the facial features, in drawing a portrait, have become our left-brains way of drawing, stored from our childhood. Miss Edwards teaches students not to name the parts of the face as you draw but only draw the shapes as they related to each other. Never naming nose, eyes, etc. for this allows your left brain to insert its symbols. For an idea of how well one can draw and feel the shift, she suggests drawing a picture upside down. The left brain considers this a tedious task and will let go, allowing the right brain to take over. Your space on the drawing pad should be made in proportion to the photo. Start drawing utilizing shadows and shapes comparing one to the other, never naming body parts. The left-brain is bored and will sometimes fight tremendously to stop. Don’t turn the picture or photo right side up until you are complete. The results are often astounding.

Comments are heard by many students about the benefits of working in a workshop as compared to utilizing the books. Perhaps it is the lack of discipline by the participant or maybe more so the person’s inability to turn of the cries from the loud, dominant left hemisphere. People often need to hear a real voice telling them they can do it, and showing them the places that the left hemisphere creeps in.

It is said that people only utilize 4% of their potential. Creativity is a key that unlocks the door to the storehouse of the greatest of our potential. What masterpieces and discoveries, what healing and nurturing can take place with our understanding and encouragement of right brain and creativity? For both the child and the adults the gift of creativity is for everyone and as marvelous as the person who holds the key.

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