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	<title>Comments on: Piccadilly Circuitous&#8230;</title>
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		<title>By: David Pearl</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 10 Mar 2015 13:54:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[So kind of you to take the time to share you experience.  And &quot;old&quot;?   Pshaw!]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>So kind of you to take the time to share you experience.  And &#8220;old&#8221;?   Pshaw!</p>
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		<title>By: Betty Harris</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 10 Mar 2015 13:06:54 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&quot;Street Wisdom&quot; sounded distinctly odd to me. How could one possibly find an answer to any of life&#039;s questions on the streets? I joined the group on a &quot;give it a whirl&quot; impulse and found it to be a profound experience.  Being old and inevitably experiencing the physical and mental deterioration of loved ones, my question was &quot;How do I cope with the future - particularly the prospect of widowhood?&quot; Solitary, reflective walks form the basis of the course and it was on one of these that a visual image impacted on me most powerfully giving a pointer to the way forward. The specific details are not likely to be helpful to others, so I don&#039;t give them here; suffice it to say it was an experience of such depth and power it is helpfully colouring my life now and  I expect it to wield its influence long into the future. Street Wisdom is an astonishing experience. &quot;Give it a whirl!&quot;]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>&#8220;Street Wisdom&#8221; sounded distinctly odd to me. How could one possibly find an answer to any of life&#8217;s questions on the streets? I joined the group on a &#8220;give it a whirl&#8221; impulse and found it to be a profound experience.  Being old and inevitably experiencing the physical and mental deterioration of loved ones, my question was &#8220;How do I cope with the future &#8211; particularly the prospect of widowhood?&#8221; Solitary, reflective walks form the basis of the course and it was on one of these that a visual image impacted on me most powerfully giving a pointer to the way forward. The specific details are not likely to be helpful to others, so I don&#8217;t give them here; suffice it to say it was an experience of such depth and power it is helpfully colouring my life now and  I expect it to wield its influence long into the future. Street Wisdom is an astonishing experience. &#8220;Give it a whirl!&#8221;</p>
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		<title>By: David Pearl</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 10 Mar 2015 12:09:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Thank you, Amy.  You write beautifully about your experience.   And remember, you can keep using the streets and asking the questions as relationships develop.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thank you, Amy.  You write beautifully about your experience.   And remember, you can keep using the streets and asking the questions as relationships develop.</p>
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		<title>By: Amy</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 10 Mar 2015 11:33:49 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The event brought about a subtle shift in my understanding, in particular about my mother. On our walk, I was given a few assignments, two of which were &quot;notice what attracts you, and notice what doesn&#039;t&quot; then later, &quot;notice the beauty in everything you see&quot;.

It was easy finding beauty in Piccadilly, with its magnificent architecture, intricate art in every shop window, and the kindness of the city embedded in things like a public toilet, zebra crossing, maps, rails, etc.

Amongst the things which I found unattractive were CCTV cameras, and grand posters of pompous and contrived models. Yet t-he most striking thing I found unattractive was  -striking because it brought forth a deep issue in me-  a sign that read &quot;happy mother&#039;s day&quot;. I thought I&#039;d already come to terms with my mother and I&#039;s shared past. Why then, this feeling of repulsion? I was obviously still bound by our relationship.

For 45 minutes we were asked to loiter, with a question in mind.
My question inevitably became &quot;how else can I approach my mother and I&#039;s relationship?&quot;

Instead of walking around the city, I lay down on a pew inside our church. Having loitered for the past hour with honed awareness, when I lay on that pew, my mind and heart was relaxed, and receptive.

Then the answer came. &quot;Be a good example&quot; it said. &quot;Love her, accept her.&quot;
I felt relieved somehow.

I don&#039;t know how this insight will change our relationship. I don&#039;t even know if I can live up to that insight. Yet indeed I was given insight, which was unexpectedly brought about by &#039;Street Wise&#039;.

Thank you David and Jo for facilitating a nurturing event.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The event brought about a subtle shift in my understanding, in particular about my mother. On our walk, I was given a few assignments, two of which were &#8220;notice what attracts you, and notice what doesn&#8217;t&#8221; then later, &#8220;notice the beauty in everything you see&#8221;.</p>
<p>It was easy finding beauty in Piccadilly, with its magnificent architecture, intricate art in every shop window, and the kindness of the city embedded in things like a public toilet, zebra crossing, maps, rails, etc.</p>
<p>Amongst the things which I found unattractive were CCTV cameras, and grand posters of pompous and contrived models. Yet t-he most striking thing I found unattractive was  -striking because it brought forth a deep issue in me-  a sign that read &#8220;happy mother&#8217;s day&#8221;. I thought I&#8217;d already come to terms with my mother and I&#8217;s shared past. Why then, this feeling of repulsion? I was obviously still bound by our relationship.</p>
<p>For 45 minutes we were asked to loiter, with a question in mind.<br />
My question inevitably became &#8220;how else can I approach my mother and I&#8217;s relationship?&#8221;</p>
<p>Instead of walking around the city, I lay down on a pew inside our church. Having loitered for the past hour with honed awareness, when I lay on that pew, my mind and heart was relaxed, and receptive.</p>
<p>Then the answer came. &#8220;Be a good example&#8221; it said. &#8220;Love her, accept her.&#8221;<br />
I felt relieved somehow.</p>
<p>I don&#8217;t know how this insight will change our relationship. I don&#8217;t even know if I can live up to that insight. Yet indeed I was given insight, which was unexpectedly brought about by &#8216;Street Wise&#8217;.</p>
<p>Thank you David and Jo for facilitating a nurturing event.</p>
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		<title>By: Lucy Winkett</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Lucy Winkett]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 09 Mar 2015 10:19:56 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[It was so fantastic to hear the stories of our group who had walked familiar streets finding new things to see.  I was very moved by the energy this way of travelling generated amongst us: These streets in which people are both incredibly rich and desperately poor came alive for me in a completely new way.  And the links that emerged with the Wisdom character in the Bible, who is a woman who stands at the crossroads and calls for justice, was wonderful for those of us who took part in this event from a Christian perspective.   Thank you: a great experience.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It was so fantastic to hear the stories of our group who had walked familiar streets finding new things to see.  I was very moved by the energy this way of travelling generated amongst us: These streets in which people are both incredibly rich and desperately poor came alive for me in a completely new way.  And the links that emerged with the Wisdom character in the Bible, who is a woman who stands at the crossroads and calls for justice, was wonderful for those of us who took part in this event from a Christian perspective.   Thank you: a great experience.</p>
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