Apparently, anger is such a powerful opportunity that I have been having trouble writing about it this week. I started this post on Monday night and here it is already Wednesday night. It has never taken me this long to write about any subject before anger came on the scene. All right, I admit it. Anger scares me. To me anger means the threat of violence and physical or emotional harm and even worse, abandonment. Although I’m much better at dealing with my own and others’ anger now that I am an adult, I still don’t feel totally comfortable with it.
Despite the fact that anger is a perfectly healthy and often a necessary response, my own anger has often eluded me. For years, I imagined that I never got angry. I was easy-going and easy to please. While that was an accurate description of me, it was not the entire truth. I have spent my whole life being conflict adverse. If I thought that my anger would cause a conflict, I immediately did what I could to ameliorate the situation, most times putting my own needs on hold. Not paying attention to what I needed in the moment was far superior than risking a conflict where I imagined I would lose the argument, be physically overpowered or left because I didn’t agree with the others. Consequently, my own anger always served as a cue to cow myself rather than to protect me. Read the rest of this entry »
I never met Augusto Boal in person but I have read all of his books. I am profoundly by his death. Selfishly, I am grieving my lost opportunity. Now I will never have the chance to personally study with him. His writing has been an important influence on the creation of The Opportunity Game. He was a master at eliciting and acting on the opportunity of every situation. Altruistically, I am saddened that the world no longer has his genius to inform us of what is possible.
Whenever any star permanently exits the stage of life, I feel a great loss. However, if I am truly honest, I also feel angry. Their absence leaves a hole that demands to be filled. This hole always reminds me that I can no longer lean back and let another do the work while I laze around in the background.
I could stop my exploration of my feelings here at anger. Certainly, most people would validate my awareness of my anger and compliment me on being so forthright. However, my anger is covering up something much more powerful. It is my excitement. I’m excited and I am fully alive when I act.
I don’t need a professional stage nor a paid audience to act. Acting is about awareness. It is about taking the stage with intention, being fully in my character and then acting in concert with the other players in the scene. Boal taught me that the world IS my stage and my audience is always awaiting and welcoming my appearance.
Boal lived his life with a fierce commitment to freedom, dignity and expression. He believed in the exquisite knowledge and power of people to act and direct their own lives toward the good. He founded The Theatre of the Oppressed in Brazil in 1971. His work traveled rapidly around the world. In The Theatre of the Oppressed people play and learn together. It is a game of dialog. To quote Boal, “We believe in Peace, not Passivity!”
Boal’s death is my cue to enter. He always exhorted people to “come closer”. I am now coming closer to you and thus to me. Act in Peace, Augusto! Bravo!