The Hero’s Journey: Part 2

The Call To Adventure

The spark that launches a hero onto the journey is the Call To Adventure. Something from the world of adventure appears in the hero’s Mundane World and the journey begins.

Peter Parker was bitten by a radioactive spider and his life as a high school student battling low self confidence was left behind (mostly). Dorothy’s house is taken away by a tornado – “We’re not in Kansas anymore.” William Wallace is called to his journey by the murder of his wife – moving from being a farmer to a freedom fighter.

Returning to our four heroes, the fifth grader leaves the world of elementary school upon graduation. She enters middle school and her world changes forever. The college student spends a summer working at a kids camp and finds a world where positive behaviour and reinforcement is the norm. The teacher enters a new world when the school hires a new principal who changes the school. The office slave happens upon an entrepreneur blog while websurfing and is introduced to the world that could make his often-repressed great idea come true.

4 Responses to The Hero’s Journey: Part 2

  1. Hannah November 2, 2006 at 3:03 pm #

    My heart really caught on to the part about “The college student spends a summer working at a kids camp and finds a world where positive behaviour and reinforcement is the norm.”

    I’m not sure how on topic this will be, but that is where I got on the Hero boat. I was a cowering, submissive, fearful individual when it comes to authority in the work place(and a little bit still remains, especially out here in “The Real World” or as you put it, “The Mundane World”.) Even in my state of ‘Yes, Master, right away’ and trying to bless people while doing my job, my bosses would often overlook any positive and continue to harp on the negative.

    When I moved from retail to childcare, I still functioned like that and was often given quizical looks from my manager, who would write in my evaluations that I needed to have more confidence and “know when you are right and stand up for it.” So I felt my first breath of positive renforcement stuff.

    When I started working at YMCA Storer Camps, I still had that underdog mentality, but found that in this environment people were always giving complements and encouragement. The first roomate I met encouraged me to become a Nature Specialist and I countered that I wasn’t good enough to do it.

    That first summer was so amazing and loving and life giving. I began to uncurl from my defensive position and even step out into situations asking for ridicule (i.e. campfire). But instead of ridicule I found childrens laughter and acceptance. Older children too, not infants who had no choice but to imprint on the caregiver. These were kids (and counselors) who were CHOOSING me as someone they wanted to get to know. It was so amazing.

    But it was odd for me too. I wasn’t quite sure of myself yet.

    More exercises in unwinding came at Camp Copneconic. I had never really had any close friends growing up. Our house is usually in a state of disaray because no one will be coming over anyway. So suddenly finding myself living with 12 loud, partying 20 somethings was a little overwhelming for a booksmart hermit. Many nights I cried at the growth pains, and the bullying inflicted by one of the staff. Many people (I’ve been told)were sure I’d be quitting soon. But I stuck to it, and made it, suprising people at the things I learned to say and do (not all of them things I’m proud of.) I grew and got more comfortable with myself in these surroundings.

    Going back to Storer I feel different, and recognize the Hannah they knew Summer of 2005 is far differnt than Hannah Post Copneconic. I found my favorite counselor there and in my conversation with him, pleadingly told him that I was a different person now, not as up tight and stand offish. I hope to return there and let my new self show.

    But my point in this longer than i planned for comment is the environment at camp is so different that the outside world.

    When I would go into it for a weekend, the radience of the camp attitude would affect people around me. After delivering Raphy to New York I was called upon to help an elderly woman get to her destination. On the way there she woke me up to thank me for talking with her and all that, citing my mother must be very proud. I thanked her and then cuddled back into my sleeping position, staring at my deep blue Copneconic sweater and thanking God that I had found a place where I could come out of the shell I was choosing or forced to hide in when I was in the real word before camp.

    My only frustration now is I want other people to find this kind of joy and opprotunity. It reminds me a lot of the way people describe Christianity “If you had a cure to heal the worlds most deadly desease, would you keep it all to yourself?” No! You’d tell people. It seems Christianity is already out on the market and people are earsore from it, but Camp Attitude is new! And I try to bring it to the people out here in the real world, but i feel like i can only bring it in small doses, and i have to be connected to the source so i can get more.

    just a thought :)(I had to finish fast cause I’m late to class)

  2. Charles Leibrand November 2, 2006 at 3:37 pm #

    Hanna, just a thought; perhaps you are not connected to the source but rather you are the source.

  3. Matt Langdon November 2, 2006 at 5:46 pm #

    Chuck, you hit it on the head. Don’t look for experts, Hannah, you are one.

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    […] What a great term for the Call to Adventure. There is a certain point in your life (journey) that you catch fire and the hero inside is released. We all catch fire when we are called upon to step up and operate outside our comfort zone. Then just as quickly, we slide back inside that familiar place called ourselves. […]