DiaLogic
Thinking Through Big Questions for Dialogue
Rehearsing New Realities: The Infrastructure of Dialogue
Pre-paideia, unbeknownst to me, I held a limited perspective of dialogue. I saw dialogue as merely conversation: a verbal exchange of ideas, thoughts, sentiments between one or more body-minds. I valued difference—my earliest friendships, since kindergarten, were formed across lines of ethnicity, religion, native language.
"Misunderstandings About Understanding" A Tragic Meta-Dialogue in One Short Act
Scene: A mysteriously cold and breezy conference room at Locust University in Misadelphia, PA. Two students, Rita and Cy, are eating the bountiful lunch provided by Locust’s OMG Panacea Program. Panacea has paired Rita and Cy together for a short dialogue exercise, which is about to begin.
Reimagining Dialogue: Inventing New Metaphors by the Class of 2028 SNF Paideia Fellows
How might we reimagine dialogue? Rather than describing and practicing dialogue in terms of war and domination, how might we instead describe and practice it? How would thinking about dialogue in this way lead us to practice dialogue differently?
Bringing Shame Sensitivity into Dialogue
What does shame mean to you? How and where does it come up in the dialogues you have with yourself and with others?
Of Safe Spaces and Sanctuaries: Dialogue as a Structure of Care
When the world around us is increasingly unsafe, how can our dialogue spaces provide sanctuary? How does creating refuge help us confront reality?
Practices That Support Belonging
What is something that someone once said or did that made you feel like you belonged?
Beyond Understanding: Other Ways to Practice Listening
The Language of Dialogue: Embracing New Metaphors
What is the first language you learned how to speak? How did that language teach you to see others, to think about yourself and your place in the world? From whom did you learn it, and how well did you mimic it?
Testimony as a Dialogic Practice and Pedagogy: Notes from a Fall 2024 Paideia Course
How can we receive another’s stories – their grief, their pleasure, their bewilderment, their wonder, their rage – in a way that affirms but does not appropriate or presume to understand? How can we share our own stories in a way that allows us to begin to integrate a self that is often required to fragment itself in academic spaces?