Going Home
It might be absurd to title a single post "Going Home", because that's the entire subject of this blog. It's safer for me to call it "in defiance of gravity" or "rediscovering playfulness", but all I'm writing about is going home. Rediscovering playfulness is all about me reconnecting with the little kid inside me.
For me talking about the pain of "civilization" is just an intellectual way of saying "Mommy, I miss Daddy. When's Daddy coming home?" or "I don't like school. I want to play instead."
Talking about "going primitive" is just an intellectual way of saying "I want to play in the creek! and climb trees! and catch fireflies!"
And really, talking about "community" or "living in a tribe" or "dropping out" or "rewilding" is just another way of saying "I want to go home." All I really want is to go home.
Some of you (hello to all my imaginary readers!) know that I've been living here at Teaching Drum Outdoor School for about 3 months now. I'll be telling the full story at some point, but right now I don't have time, because I'm leaving in 3 days.
It's sad to leave, and scary and exciting to go home -- and I'm going home.
It's a magical world, full of possibility. Let's go exploring!
For me talking about the pain of "civilization" is just an intellectual way of saying "Mommy, I miss Daddy. When's Daddy coming home?" or "I don't like school. I want to play instead."
Talking about "going primitive" is just an intellectual way of saying "I want to play in the creek! and climb trees! and catch fireflies!"
And really, talking about "community" or "living in a tribe" or "dropping out" or "rewilding" is just another way of saying "I want to go home." All I really want is to go home.
Some of you (hello to all my imaginary readers!) know that I've been living here at Teaching Drum Outdoor School for about 3 months now. I'll be telling the full story at some point, but right now I don't have time, because I'm leaving in 3 days.
It's sad to leave, and scary and exciting to go home -- and I'm going home.
It's a magical world, full of possibility. Let's go exploring!
posted by Devin at
10:30 AM
3 Comments:
I think part of the reason I've worked with kids so much is because of that same need. It's much easier to revert back to childhood, before all the spontanaeity and fun was sucked out of us, when you're only around kids. So I act silly, play in the dirt, blow dandelion seeds everywhere, and dance in the living room, even when no one else can hear the music.
~Melissa (non-imaginary reader)
Haha. That's actually what brought me to the Teaching Drum in the first place. I was a nanny for a four year old boy. It was fantastic playing with him, but there was a lot that came with it that I struggled with. The boy I was "officially" watching had a playmate that I was "unofficially" watching, whose parents and I had different approaches to child caretaking. This made it rather difficult, to say the least. I love kids so much, it was worth it, but very stressful at times and rarely the carefree playfulness I'm used to having so easily with kids. It was only for a month, though, and the other parents left and took their kids with them, so there aren't any young'uns around anymore. I'm really looking forward to playing with the kids at church back home.
- Devin
p.s. perhaps my biggest hero of all is a 6-year old boy named calvin. if you didn't catch it, the last line of my post is from the last calvin and hobbes strip.
p.p.s welcome to this tiny corner of the internet! glad to have non-imaginary readers, although the imaginary ones are just fine too. (Right Hobbes? ... right.)
hey little man. hope your stay at TD was cool.
you'll be fine. you know you will be.
keep the light on at home for me,
Kat
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