News and Opinion from Sisters, Oregon
News and Opinion from Sisters, Oregon
I’m a big believer in “safe spaces.”
I will stipulate that my definition is non-standard. Merriam-Webster Dictionary defines a safe space thus: “a place (as on a college campus) intended to be free of bias, conflict, criticism, or potentially threatening actions, ideas, or conversations.”
I may be tilting at a windmill here, but that’s wrong. At least it should be wrong.
A while back, I was invited to talk story at Paulina Springs Books around my collection of frontier biographies, “Warriors of the Wildlands: True Tales of the Frontier Partisans.” The book is intended mostly to be a set of ripping yarns about men living lives of hardship and adventure from the 18th through early 20th centuries. But you can’t walk down the trail of frontier history without encountering the giant boulder of race, and that’s what we addressed in what turned into a lively — and sometimes fraught — discussion.
Afterwards, a woman approached me to have her book signed and said, “I’ve been working on becoming more comfortable with being uncomfortable. This helped with that.”
That was a big win.
That’s what a safe space should be: a place where you can learn to handle “bias, conflict, criticism, or potentially threatening actions, ideas, or conversations.” Where you can learn to be comfortable feeling uncomfortable. Because no matter how hard we might try to purge the scary stuff, or to flee from it, it remains. In fact, the things that scare us become monsters that feed upon fear and avoidance and grow ever more strong and threatening.
Safety comes from creating a culture that values dissent instead of trying to eliminate it, and acknowledges that there is a difference between vigorously arguing your corner and being a jerk and a bully. A safe space is a place where you may be called upon to support your case with evidence — and where you can learn that this is not the same thing as being “attacked.”
And it’s a place where you can decide that you’ve changed your mind or modified your position without finding your identity melting like that cake left out in the rain.
It is gratifying to see some such safe spaces cropping up around town. Sisters Community Church has been hosting discussions of weighty films and talks with authors and other creative types. The new owner of Paulina Springs Books is all about creating a “safe space” for real dialogue. I met with some folks recently who are looking to create a “First Amendment” event to educate folks in town on the origins, nature and practical application of said amendment. Commendable.
This is critical, for safe spaces are where we train; where we can fall and fail without dire consequences. A band works out in its rehearsal space so that it can push and make mistakes and sound terrible — and be ready to soar on stage. Mistakes and failures in the dojo (if properly corrected) can save a martial artist some pain on the street.
Hit the wrong chord; sing off-key. Walk right into a spinning back fist with no real damage (because you wore your mouthpiece). Say the wrong thing, or the right thing clumsily.
That’s the kind of failure you want to have happen in your “safe space” — on the training grounds. Of course that sort of thing is frustrating, embarrassing, humiliating even. That’s why you remember it vividly and why you (hopefully) learn your lesson.
If you’re training with the right people, they’ve all experienced that sense of frustration, embarrassment and humiliation, too, and they’re never going to hold it over you. In fact, you’re probably going to share a good laugh over it — and try again.
There are a lot of folks like that here in Sisters, creating authentic safe spaces. Hats off to ’em.
Jim Cornelius is editor in chief of The Nugget and author of “Warriors of the Wildlands: True Tales of the Frontier Partisans.” A history buff, he explores frontier history across three centuries and several continents on his podcast, The Frontier Partisans. For more information visit www.frontierpartisans.com.
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