Orphan Wisdom School Graduate Class- People Come Through Rain & Rune meet People by the Times Begotten ~ 2019 fall
October 2, 2019 @ 7:00 pm - October 6, 2019 @ 12:00 pm
First Graduate Class: People Come Through Rain & Rune meet People by the Times Begotten
Wednesday, October 2nd – Sunday 6th, 2019
We would not have guessed it, years ago, but the longer the Orphan Wisdom School is up and running the more that people with undiagnosed, undisclosed and indefensible proneness to learning unwelcome things about what they know, and proneness to life, appear. Now you are scholars who have completed your first 4 sessions.
You have provoked weddings and offspring and ceremonies of real grandeur, and you are everywhere we go. And by your word of mouth and your unconquerable example you have conjured yet another waiting list – or better yet a patient but adamant demand list – among your friends, confederates and allies for an opening into the Orphan Wisdom School.
Because of your willingness to ponder the mysteries and sorrow, the sorrows by which our little corner of the world is recognized elsewhere, we are honour bound to pry the little skeleton key out of our pocket of reluctance and good judgment, and oil the seized and dusty hinges with the human kindness you have let rain upon this work of ours and, after a few years during which it appeared often that the dream had been dreamt, open the door to the Orphan Wisdom School at least one more time. https://orphanwisdom.com/school/
We very much appreciate the urgency and the excitement that has accompanied the requests for a new class of the School over the last while. Please allow us to temper that keenness a little: this is not a workshop in any sense, not a retreat at all, surely not an adventure in self-help or self-development or selfhood of any kind, as you can testify to.
This is work of a particularly stout and mundane and mandatory kind, work in which the travails and torpor of our times will appear and again appear. There are, please know, powerful and persistent adversaries drawn to this work, and they appear in many forms, and they crowd the unexamined thresholds of tolerance and opinion, and they will do so again. Because of this and other things, this School is the kind of work crafted for – and now beginning to be crafted by – elders in training. Our times are endangered surely, and endangering just as much, and there is much work to be done.
Whatever you have read and heard at Orphan Wisdom School, that and your own many wonders and longings for a saner place in which to plant the little banner of dreams for your coming days, will end up having to be reason and information enough by which they’ll wrangle their decision about attending, as you have. There’ll be no other descriptions beyond the ones on the Orphan Wisdom site, no other reading lists or prospecti sent out. No allegations about what you’ll learn or become. No certificate. It isn’t much with which to make your call, we’ll grant you, but fool’s gold is a description of something that hasn’t happened yet, something that would be changed in an instant by their decision to attend and yours to return.
As always, we ask that new scholars commit themselves, come what may, to the entire first iteration of the school: four sessions, six or so months apart, over two years. It is the same commitment we made to you, irrevocable and faithful, and it binds us honourably to crafting a better day from our bewilderment and bedraggled dreams. As always, that bewilderment and those dreams are welcome. This new class will gather at our teaching house in the Ottawa Valley in eastern Ontario, Canada. Would that our endangered and dangerous days be remembered, years from now, as a time when some gathered and rose up and, truant no more, learned their lives. That is where our learning together will begin to be tethered to something vast and thrilled and burdened with purpose.
All be well spared you shall one day gather among the graduate scholars known as People of the Big Tent.