By Sarah Bilodeau
What Theory Alone Could Miss
I encountered a new theory that sailed me to this promising path; to a glistening shore of possibility. I started applying this new idea before it was time to think, assuming its utility more often than what was needed. The theory became a black box that turned me into a mouse reeling the corners for an exit. The more I held onto the idea that certainty equals truth, the more my clarity vanished. Until, I could no longer move. Until a stillness allowed my eyes to decipher what was right in front of me. A crack to push open that could only be reached if I paid attention with my senses, if I took the time to listen past these walls where theory is a ball of string, thrown around in different directions to connect disparate things. Theory seems to better serve the process when it doesn’t stand on its own, like the dusty boat in the attic that only steers to a fixed point.
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Insight blooms from experience and knowledge while in other moments it arises from unlearning what was thought to be known
Sarah Bilodeau is a writer, visual artist, vocalist and registered Dramatherapist. She has exhibited her paintings in London, performed her poems turned into songs in Shanghai and Tokyo and published articles on Dramatherapy with the Nadta and Badth journals.