I am touched only if I respond from my own centre – that is, spontaneously, originally. But you do not touch me except from your own centre, out of your own genius. Touching is always reciprocal. You cannot touch me unless I touch you in response. The opposite of touching is moving. You move me by pressing me from without towards a place you have already foreseen and perhaps prepared. It is a staged action that succeeds only if in moving me you remain unmoved yourself.*
A series of Quentin Blake’s artwork catches my attention.
Entitled “Characters in Search of a Story” –
Echoes of the work I am about, of
finding the story that is in each of us, and so
my hope is to co-create spaces in which
people may explore
To this end, these spaces must be
places of “touching, not moving” because
it is important that the other person comes alive
with the things they love and I reciprocate
with the things I love –
Ebb and flow
It doesn’t always happen in this way but,
When it does,
Something quite astonishing takes place,
A releasing of talent and energy and deep-values.
We can only be touched when we are what we are;
When we are not what we are then
we can only move others.
I have read James Carse’s words
so many times, hoping to catch and hold on to
what he is offers from his own centre, his own genius –
And I hope that what I have described is
an expression of touching rather than moving.
We need more spaces like this for people
*James Carse’s Finite and Infinite Games.