Tag Archives: culture

Dialogue

Most of us are fans of the idea of ‘dialogue’. Dialogue is generally touted as the answer for resolving conflicts, building trust and crossing cultural divides of all kinds—be they national, organizational, ethnic, racial, gender-based or generational. I was having a conversation recently with a very bright young woman in the same business as me and we were swapping stories and ideas and experiences.

Although we are both professional communicators and teach others how to communicate more

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The Culture of Aging

People sometimes ask me what I mean by ‘the culture of aging’. I can start by explaining what I mean by ‘culture’.

Culture is, first of all, a word. And, like all words, it is a label for some phenomenon, some observable thing or idea. Culture is a concept and a very basic aspect of who we are. It contributes to how we relate to the world and, most of the time, constitutes an opening for our actions. It is a context for our human experience and occurs as a kind of non-stop conversation

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Changing Patterns and Art

By Shae Hadden
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How often do we take time to look a little closer at beautiful works of art? To learn about the culture that shaped the images we see?  I recently had an opportunity to visit a unique gallery in my community. Founded and run by a Canadian who is committed to bringing Australian Aboriginal art created by women to North America, the Jan Townend Art Gallery features paintings, textiles, weaving and basketry. The British art critic John Ruskin once said, “All great art is the work of the whole living creature, body and soul, and chiefly of the soul.” The powerful paintings I saw at the gallery amply conveyed the soul of the Aboriginal people—its beauty, strength and hidden meaning. The deceptively simple style is grounded in a complex ceremonial tradition. Consider that these people have no written languages, so their art is a visual record, a way to communicate their history and culture: the images help them tell their creation stories, their ‘dreamtime’, their explanation of the world they live in. Pausing to view the creative work of these women made me realize how my hectic, technology-driven life has left me disconcertingly out of touch with my own soul.  And in speaking with Jan, I gained a greater understanding of what this art means to the artists and their communities. Until the 1970s, the Aboriginals painted on their bodies, on rock, bark, the ground and on implements used for ceremonial purposes. Historically, an individual had to earn the right to paint an idea, design, pattern or ‘dreaming’ from an elder. Men were predominantly the ‘sources’ of these dreamings. In the early 70s, a white schoolteacher in Pupunya (west of Alice Springs) introduced acrylics and canvas to the community. Adults and children began to record their stories on this new surface, and the wide variety of colours and mobility of this new medium began a major shift—not only for the artists, but also for the whole fabric of the communities. As their art became known and recognized around the world, the work and the profits they realized had a profound effect on both Aboriginal culture and society.  Today, many female Aboriginal artists paint while sitting on the ground, talking with each other about old times and ways of living with the land, ways that have endured more than 40,000 years. Some, without any formal training, have created paintings that have been exhibited in Paris, New York, Zurich, Singapore and beyond.  Breaking tradition by expressing themselves in this way, these women are empowering themselves: they are becoming leaders, providing financial resources for their families and communities, enabling people of all ages to heal and revitalize their culture. And as the people change, their culture changes and so does their art. These women are shifting their world, creating a legacy, sharing their wisdom and their perspective, and courageously leading the way for a whole new generation of Aboriginal women and children.  What an inspiring way to make a difference…kudos to Jan for supporting these women and for bringing this art to us. read more

Sao Paulo

Sao Paulo is a big city—the largest in Brazil and one of the largest in the world. From my point of view, it’s not particularly pretty, but it is alive with energy. On the weekend, I went to Parque Iberapuera, their equivalent of Central Park. Like most parks on a Saturday afternoon, it was filled with people of all ages, walking or jogging, enjoying this lovely oasis in the middle of tall buildings and endless residential streets.
 
I got to thinking about the culture here

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International Women’s Day

Today is International Women’s Day—a day to celebrate the political,
social and economic achievements of women around the world, a day to
promote political and human rights in countries where violence and
inequity still make life a struggle for women, and, in an increasing
number of countries, a day to express love and sympathy to the women in
your life. The theme for 2007 is “Ending Impunity for Violence against
Women and Girls”.

The
concept of an IWD was established in 1910 at

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Is Ageism the Problem?

I was talking to a friend recently who was suggesting I commit this blog to defeating ‘ageism’ in all of its often subtle and insidious forms. I said, I don’t want to make this about being ‘against’ ageism for three reasons. First, if there is one thing I have learned in life it is that we get what we resist. Even Martin Luther King wasn’t so much against discrimination as he was ‘for’ equality. Secondly, I want to be ‘for’ the possibility of aging and that is as much about

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Taxis in Turkey

By Elizabeth Russell
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Thinking about the place of elders in other cultures, I’m reminded of my days in Turkey. Although I wasn’t, by American standards, an elder (I was in late middle age at that time), I was considered so by the people in that culture.

My
first experience was in Izmir, Turkey, where I was teaching English at
Ege University. Some of the time, I took a dolmus (share taxi) to and
from the university. I had no problem getting a space in the taxi going
to the university because we lived at the beginning of the route, but
coming home was a different matter.

The first few times I was
waiting at the taxi stand, I noticed that the taxis coming by were full
and so I backed away from the stop. Then one

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Winter Lights

By Shae Hadden
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Tonight marks the longest night of the year—the time when the
prevailing darkness makes us appreciate the presence of daylight all
the more. Festivals of light and tree lighting ceremonies abound,
traditions meant to dispel the darkness. This holiday season I am very
aware of how much ‘light’ is needed in this world…

I
attended a tree lighting ceremony this evening, and was amazed at how
just a few candles could light an entire room and fill the hearts of

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Resignation

A friend was asking me why I’m so keen to change our
conversation about aging—to transform the culture of aging from one of
decline to one of possibility. One answer is self-interest, insofar as
I am growing older and experiencing more and more of the symptoms of a
culture that objectifies me and wants me to follow its prescription for
“growing old gracefully” (which means ‘slow down’, step aside, play
golf, enjoy my grandchildren, be

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