Lots of years ago with other men, I spent a day with Robert Bly, Michael Meade, and James Hillman.
At one point we were given pieces red masking tape. And invited to place them on our bodies to represent wounds. Physical, sexual, emotional, spiritual.
Just reading your description of that moment feels vivid and powerful to me. Thanks for sharing it Michael. I’m reminded of Ruby Sales’ guiding inquiry in her empathy for white working-class men in the US: “Where does it hurt?”
Excellent. Thank you.
Lots of years ago with other men, I spent a day with Robert Bly, Michael Meade, and James Hillman.
At one point we were given pieces red masking tape. And invited to place them on our bodies to represent wounds. Physical, sexual, emotional, spiritual.
It was a sea of red.
Just reading your description of that moment feels vivid and powerful to me. Thanks for sharing it Michael. I’m reminded of Ruby Sales’ guiding inquiry in her empathy for white working-class men in the US: “Where does it hurt?”