20 Jun

I haven’t written an update for months. I’ve wanted to, but every time I sat down to share a thought, or an observation, I was acutely aware that something was incomplete. And so, I said to myself, why offer a fleeting, shredded little thing when you can gather up your thoughts for something substantial? Little did I know, that the substantial is made from the tattered bits and pieces.


Fresh catch.



Some of what I learned was really to appreciate myself, my mind, my smarts.   I started to notice the little inner voices that would tell me I couldn’t, I shouldn’t, it will never work.  But reality was filled with space, room for me to do exactly what I dreamed up.  That contradiction, between outside and inside my head, was just what I needed in order to recognize and silence those voices of doubt. 







Through living as fully as I could, I was offered pieces of myself – pieces that peer back at me as I peer at them, initiating an act of uncovering.  It makes me think of revelation not as some passive gift that is offered from on high, but an endeavor that has to be initiated and carried out. Revelation comes when you push the limitations of your own mind, a new world is revealed as old thinking is moved aside and deeper knowledge is allowed in.


This work doesn’t necessarily need stillness and quiet – it can come through lots of interaction, stimulation and, sometimes, from being in a totally different context.  Though I suppose part of the work of reflecting is just that, recognizing your own mind amid a great deal of information. Recognizing how you see, how you get in the way of seeing and how you fit within a larger picture.  I am grateful to have had 8 months to hone the art of seeing, and to gain an appreciation of my place in this world.

ImageI am grateful to all the people who offered me kindness, sweetness, great food, and a a bit of their perspective on the world.  I look forward to completing my play, having it produced, to writing for other projects in India, and to running theater trainings and community projects in the U.S.  I’ll be MCing the Women in Islam awards this month in NYC, I’ll be in Little Rock, Arkansas next month, and I’ll be back in India come September to offer support to an International school in Bombay on their arts programs and curriculum.  So, the story continues.  Thanks for reading and let’s catch up sometime.


4 Responses to “Circles”

  1. Tita June 20, 2013 at 10:09 am #

    I just finished a deeply creative workshop on writing through sense memory with playwright Jackie Sibblies Drury. Every other week she gave us random short exercises related to a different sense (the next week we built the sense into a scene of whatever play we were writing.) She says in her own work, she writes many many bits and pieces, may have pages and pages that seem random but gradually seem to take dramatic form. Takes courage to let the spirit come through any old way it wants, then take a deep breath and find the form in the moments.

    Another workshop, also at NY Theatre Workshop, with the Elevator Repair Service, was an astonishing experience of creating art from bits of life forms. Segments from a ridiculous YouTube whatever… that we choreographed with insanely meticulous rigor… then spliced the movements with pieces of words from an unrelated script.. and – the astonishing part – the movements, words, tone seemed to become an intentional art form that never could have been created with the mind alone.

  2. Ricardo June 20, 2013 at 10:25 am #


  3. Noushin Bayat June 20, 2013 at 10:57 am #

    Can’t wait to read this azizam !!!

    Noushin Bayat, MA, MPH Soulcentered Professional Coach

    Obstacles aren’t in the way, they ARE the way… ~Ron & Mary Hulnick

  4. Psycholovista June 20, 2013 at 2:08 pm #

    i love that what we see on the outside – brilliance, passion, courage, talent, heart, creativity, genius – is making its way to your beautiful insides 🙂 Welcome back to this side of the world – I still miss you. Hugs, Agnes

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