One golden, sweaty evening, six (sort of) strangers assembled in a secret cafe above Gloucester Road to listen deeply to one another and hold space for the traumas of being lied to about Santa… It is not usually the case that we gather to talk about something that isn’t either urgent or deeply personal on the one hand, or a small-talk sideshow on the other – where there isn’t a primary speaker and where there is no agenda or a goal for consensus, outcomes, actions. But it is equally unusual to engage in conversation about a topic that nobody in the circle is specifically an expert about, where nobody has recently read a paper or book, seen a documentary or listened to a podcast about it. It is unusual amongst a group of people to stay on topic wihout letting the flow of the dialogue start many conversations and finish none. Just people talking about ideas, reflections, perceptions, experiences around one topic. That’s it. “This felt like one of those really good conversation...
Who’s Gonna Do the Dishes? Welcome back to our account of this week’s listening circle. We say ours because we acknowledge how everyone may remember each session differently, find other points more relevant or may have attributed varying meanings to the words shared in the circle. Every week, when we both try to list our recollection of the session, we encounter these discrepancies. Perhaps this happens more than we think but we don’t tend to write down a shared reflection of a social event and attempt to agree on what is published. It has been an interesting practice to challenge assumptions, to listen even after the listening exercises have ended and to speak from an awareness that the aspiration for a neutral account of the events is a fallacy. Likewise, actively listening to everyone’s thoughts to remember them and write them down days later is honouring the individuality of every participant, the value of their contributions and the uniqueness of their experiences. The storie...