Author Archives: Laura Simms

Fieldnote #1 Telling Young Children

This is the first post of a special series, STORYTELLER IN THE FIELD, exploring the actual telling of stories. Storytelling in Hoboken, New Jersey at an exceptional community program called HOPES. (Please visit their website [http://www.hopes.org/Youth-Services.html] to regain faith in … Continue reading »

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged , | Leave a comment

THE TIME OF MELTING ICEBERGS

THE TIME OF MISSING PLANES. Can something so large disappear from radar screens? We have measured and documented the world. Still there is a space of mystery and unforeseen consequences. Territories not recognized. It reminds me that when a wind … Continue reading »

Posted in Uncategorized | Leave a comment

THE SPACE BETWEEN IS WHERE PEACE HAPPENS

ASSUMPTIONS create havoc. They destroy relationships. They ignore the space between speaking and hearing , where everything travels and is alive with energy and feeling. Inquiry before accusation opens territory for dialogue and deeper relationships. It is a pause button … Continue reading »

Posted in Uncategorized | Leave a comment

Another Kind of Presence

AFTERMATH:  The Sorrow of Violence The sorrow of violence seems always to exist side by side with the tenderness of care and generosity. It is as if the harsh sudden reality of atrocity breaks open our innate compassion that gets … Continue reading »

Posted in Uncategorized | Leave a comment

REVIEW: THE WILD BRIDE

THE WILD BRIDE The Handless Maiden is a controversial fairytale.   It was collected and reconstructed by the Brothers Grimm, and left out of their later collections. It has a disturbing violence and tragic sense of loss that makes it … Continue reading »

Posted in Uncategorized | Leave a comment

The Natural Choreography of Kindness

While waiting for the New Jersey Transit Train to arrive at Penn Station in Manhattan, I sat  on a bench to think about the sudden death of a friend, to take in how mysterious life is, and how to accept … Continue reading »

Posted in Uncategorized | Leave a comment

Writing about Love in Winter

The first time I fell in love was at a summer camp in 1965. My mother was increasingly unhappy  ten months after a crippling stroke. She was only 39 years old. Each time I thought of her that summer  I … Continue reading »

Posted in Uncategorized | Leave a comment

Shopping for Beauty in Brooklyn

This entry was inspired by a conversation on the storytell listserv about childhood shopping memories. A man went in search of beauty. He could not find it anywhere until he was told to visit a woman in a cave on … Continue reading »

Posted in Uncategorized | Leave a comment

THANKS is GIVING Day

I feel thankful for Giving. To give is ultimate mind protection: if we can give, we have something within of great value and worth that can be offered. The Giving is also the nurturer of joy. To be able to … Continue reading »

Posted in Uncategorized | Leave a comment

Slaughter and Tears

Often I would walk down the road from the resort we were staying at in Zanzibar, Ras Nungwi, away from the splendid ocean toward the village. Ras Nungwi was a remarkably beautiful and quiet place with small thatched roof cottages … Continue reading »

Posted in Uncategorized | 1 Comment