Sanne Roemen - Door mijn filters #61

Kort en goed! Ik deelde niet veel deze week. Ik was veel onderweg en bezig. O.a. met het geven van een training over co-creatie in projecten. En met het deelnemen aan de UX book club. En met onderzoek naar samenwerken rond het grootschalig energieneutraal maken van Rijk van Nijmegen. Het is lente. Er ontspruit veel.

Maar de oogst is volgens mij niet minder inspirerend.

The Gift of Presence, The Perils of Advice | On Being

Here’s the deal. The human soul doesn’t want to be advised or fixed or saved. It simply wants to be witnessed — to be seen, heard and companioned exactly as it is. When we make that kind of deep bow to the soul of a suffering person, our respect reinforces the soul’s healing resources, the only resources that can help the sufferer make it through.

Inside the literary magazine helping homeless writers be heard - The Boston Globe

Walt Whitman declared it the poet’s responsibility to “make every word he speaks draw blood.” Black Seed writers draw stories from their blood. Recent submissions include poems about defecating without a toilet, learning to speak English, and losing a child; there’s a story of a monster (which the writer says is an allegory about his pedophile father), a one-act play about a rabbit that runs a veterinary clinic, and prayers and professions of faith.

How Much Silence Is Too Much? I Found Out - NYTimes.com

Deprived of stimuli, my ears got hungry fast, and quickly recalibrated themselves. I could hear a thin, high roar inside my head. John Cage was once told that this was the sound of the nervous system at work.

Comedians have figured out the trick to covering Trump - YouTube

"political satirists have demonstrated an extremely low tolerance for bullshit."