Do you often feel that your search for stillness is elusive? Crowded-out by the confusions of a conflict-and issue-filled world?
Following TS Eliot, the author hoped to demonstrate to two hundred and fifty seventeen-and eighteen-year-olds in an inner-London school with high indices of deprivation that 'still points' might yet be achievable for everyone. In a culture so distracted by swift sound bite and image, would the students engage with sustained narrative and find dancing at the still point for themselves?