River of Life...

My profession gives me the opportunity to assist people to reflect on their past to build a better future. Sounds interesting, difficult, and philosophical- in life a great medium to reduce negativity and infuse positive energy in someone. No, I am not a psychologist and neither remote related with any therapy- I am the regular HR guy who takes a keen interest in behavioral science- fancy name ‘OD’.

Why is the above ‘bla bla’ about myself important? It is for you to understand that I know a few principles on behavior, and have designed such sessions (fancy word ‘interventions’), which made me belief am slightly above such reflections (insaan hoon, a bit of arrogance creeping in is natural with time).

Well that’s the story till yesterday afternoon! A HR capability building session had been scheduled in my current organization, and I was a part of it. The agenda talked about something on lines of knowing one’s own beliefs through journalism, storytelling and other means. Intrigued and excited I walked into the session. Initial bits of the session were usual- the clever/smart ass me trying to guess what’s going to happen ‘next’ (function of designing a few such sessions myself).

A feeling of sadness started creeping in- “I am not enjoying this…I wish I didn’t know what’s next…”. Few physical movements (part of the workshop), some basic reflection questions, and I knew I was getting in a zone in which I am not comfortable…The Artist Was Being Painted…We slowly moved into an activity which was called ‘River of Life’. Imagine life was a river, has a starting point (your birth), has ups and down, but keep flowing…How will you paint it…

As I drew detaching from self, memories- good and bad, started crawling their way back. What I drew cannot be shared, but when I read the patterns, I understood that there is a part of me I had lost in the last 3 years. The ‘right brain’ me had got scared, and happily hid Himself somewhere behind a safe closet. This post is an attempt to bring Him back…bring back the Arthur…bring back the Precisionist…

Reflectionist peace out!