Thursday, October 31, 2002
An Audio Journal - One man's inner theater
On yesterday's walk, I overheard a couple say the name "Carl Rogers." This name has a certain magic for me - Rogers was the founder of Client-Centered Therapy, and was, for me, one of the most inspiring leaders in revisioning mental health. In many ways, his model for letting the client be the author of his own healing influenced my understanding of how to facilitate children's play.
So, I turned around and caught up with the couple, trying to find out if they were using one of my heroes name in vain. We walked together for a while (me walking the opposite direction from home, but definitely going the right way) that's how I met Jim Morissett. We both carried voice recorders. Only his is better. And he uses it to create an audio journal, the first I've encountered online, in which he records his daily conversations with himself.
He left me with this poem (Hiaku-ish - 17 syllables exactly):
Work exists in the service of play
It's surely not the other way
This morning, he sent me the link to one month of his musings. I was touched and delighted by his inner play, and thought you might be, too. You'll need Real Player.
So, I turned around and caught up with the couple, trying to find out if they were using one of my heroes name in vain. We walked together for a while (me walking the opposite direction from home, but definitely going the right way) that's how I met Jim Morissett. We both carried voice recorders. Only his is better. And he uses it to create an audio journal, the first I've encountered online, in which he records his daily conversations with himself.
He left me with this poem (Hiaku-ish - 17 syllables exactly):
Work exists in the service of play
It's surely not the other way
This morning, he sent me the link to one month of his musings. I was touched and delighted by his inner play, and thought you might be, too. You'll need Real Player.
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