The Men’s Council held our first monthly Charlotte meeting in March and since then we have had 4 successful and well attended gatherings. The topics have ranged from:
- How the sexes have been and can acknowledge their wounding in the short video From Women to Men
- Roger Baumgarte presented an insightful look at men’s friendships
- Randy Wall led a discussion on the psychology of men
- Glenn Smith shared with us transformational tools from his years mentoring and facilitating life skills to incarcerated men, women, and youth
We feel good that our initial intention to foster fellowship, go deeply and personally into each topic and developing a sense of community. We thank each of you for showing up and contributing to this project. A number of men have expressed interest in joining us to plan for these events. We usually meet for breakfast or lunch. If you’d like to participate in this, please let Larry or Graham know.
Our next two hour meeting will be held on Thursday, July 11th at 4805 Park Rd, Suite 200 at 7.00pm, the Movement Dialogues Studio, (http://www.movementdialogues.com/home/directions
). Please feel free to invite your friends and colleagues to this event.
Our topic for this gathering will be Fathers/Sons/Grandsons. This is a subject that many of us explored when we first got into men’s work, especially with the works of Robert Bly, Richard Rohr, Michael Meade, James Hillman and others. Now that we have just celebrated fathers day, we thought it would be interesting to delve into this topic again. How did your father influence you? What were his ‘shadow sides” that you reacted against? How do you father your own children/grandchildren? We hope to explore and share these and other questions.
Charlotte Members of The Men’s Council
from The Writer’s Almanac:
by George Bilgere
My father would lift me
to the ceiling in his big hands
and ask, How’s the weather up there?
And it was good, the weather
of being in his hands, his breath
of scotch and cigarettes, his face
smiling from the world below.
O daddy, was the lullaby I sang
back down to him as he stood on earth,
my great, white-shirted father, home
from work, his gold wristwatch
and wedding band gleaming
as he held me above him
for as long as he could,
before his strength failed
down there in the world I find myself
standing in tonight, my little boy
looking down from his flight
below the ceiling, cradled in my hands,
his eyes wide and already staring
into the distance beyond the man
asking him again and again,
How’s the weather up there?
“Weather” by George Bilgere from Imperial. © University of Pittsburgh, 2014. Reprinted with permission.