Last night I went out. Yes, wahaaaaaay!
Cheeky cocktail at T.G.I’s and then it was off to watch Grim North Theatres – ‘Sins of our Father.’
So this got me thinking about the word -ex-communication.
The production focuses on the seven deadly sins.
I liken them to the seven (not so) friendly dwarfs.
What I love about this kind of theatre is how vividly I can see who are the influences behind how modern theatre is still being developed in The U.K. – there was plenty of surrealism-
Names of Influential playwright practitioners of Experimental theater that come to mind are:
and indeed even
I think every play needs a touch of what I will call realism although naturalism would probably be the better word to use here. I say this because without a human, being able to identify with a character’s situation – all meaning becomes lost…..
We all have emotions. We all have vices. We have all had to make not so great life choices.
In places when I felt, in the production, like I was being pulled into a real-life situation – as one would expect in a 100% authentic kitchen sink drama / naturalistic play. I DO MEAN NATURALISM AND NOT REALISM HERE.
Lighting changed from soft blues to startling reds. These colors will all have a different meaning for the observer/ audience member /actor even. The subjective part of me was thrown back and made to rethink what I was seeing, question what I was, in fact, being led to believe.
Music – is another great technique that I love to use when I’ve written scripts.
Look at this random picture
In my opinion, Physicality is an actor in the theater is so important.
Yes. Dialogue is needed but what characters don’t say and do on stage, is just as important and helps me makes connections in my mind and heart, when dialogue couldn’t.
There is a lot of physicality and communication interpreted in the characters devised movements in this production.
What is physical theater in drama?
A form of theatre which emphasizes the use of physical movement, as in dance and mime, for expression. Disciplines include children’s theatre, film, comedy, drama,physical theatre, dance, cabaret, visual art, performance poetry, music theatre, and the full scope of music genres.
I am reminded of the Frantic Assembly.
I loved the dance with the protagonist -Alexis- and the soldier( who turns out to be the seven deadly sins, final trump card) at making Alexis feel she should feel guilty for having had an Abortion.
She is faced with having to make a choice- to murder the concept of what we call life again.
The loose ends of the plot come together when she is faced with the idea that the soldier is her aborted son, or indeed could have been if he had lived.
Not presented as a failure.
Not weak but a Hero.
Yet,Flawed and subject to all the same emotions as any human and very much full of heart.
He too corrupted by emotions and experiences.
What we choose to give into and not into is a product of our emotions about where we are in a particular journey of our lives.
Is it better to feel Pride rather than Lust?
Is it something that needs a situational context?
Why are some feelings seen bad and others good?
We all have them. Good and bad feelings.
Fuck what the church says.
It is our fundamental right to feel.
What do we do with those feelings?
…well that is up for debate.
I feel this production was well executed because I can feel empathy for the ( antagonists) seven deadly sins themselves.
Do not shun what you are afraid of understanding.
Do not stigmatize what is the most natural part of you.
What makes you – a human!
Embrace all your feelings -I believe that hiding our darker sides makes that part of us stronger and unbalanced.
Lessen the burden -be a whole. Be a rainbow spectrum of light.
There is more than Black and White.
Yin and Yang
Extract what you need in moderation.
Music I have been listening to while writing this. Shrug 7th Birthday Party Mix Tape By Marc Landish
OBLIGATORY NIGHT OUT SELFIE
Have a great weekend!
Short reflection (First day down) onWRAP( wellness recovery action plan) facilitator training.
A stream of consciousness.
Heart beating, struggling to breathe, it’s my turn next to have a go honing in on my public speaking skills and being a co-facilitator, speaking about one core value and ethic of what the WRAP self-management program means to me and why.
Make a few bullet point notes.
Listen to what others are saying. Listen…….
Don’t pre-empt what I am going to say while listening to others.
Try and understand where that person who is currently in the hot seat, is coming from.
We are all nervous – we all have feelings.
Oooh, look! A squishy, colourful ball to play with,it lights up. I hope there is no one who is sensitive to flashing light in this room. Just Fucking do it.
Remember, my reason for doing what I am doing.
This is not about what others think but about how I develop as a person and what it means to me, in my life – there is a bigger picture.
Look people in the eyes when I speak.
Acknowledge my nerves if need be.
stick to the topic.
Believe in my own worth.
THE PRACTICAL EXERCISE:
Choose one out of the 15, WRAP ETHICS AND VALUES that form the basis and success of the WRAP self-management program, get into pairs to practice co-facilitating (with someone I have never met before). Here is what I chose and what I had to say.
IF YOU ARE INTERESTED – YOU SHOULD BE 😀
CHECK OUT THE CORE VALUES AND ETHICS CHECKLIST THAT MAKE WRAP WHAT IT IS
HERE ( there are 15)
Here’s another link if you enjoyed what you read 😀
MY CHOICE :
Difficult feelings and behaviors are seen as normal responses to traumatic circumstances viewed in the context of what is happening, not as symptoms or a diagnosis.
What I said: Three minutes starts now: tick tock
MAKES MY OWN TICKER BEAT FASTER
“Long story short, I grew up in what is commonly referred to in society as a dysfunctional family and upbringing. Grew up around mental illness, addictions/people who used bad coping mechanisms.
I, family members of mine were Stigmatized because of that.
The global / U.K. NHS model for dealing with Mental health is not working.
Change is needed.
Labels and diagnoses should be a guideline -not something that you are stuck with for life.
We all have feelings –
not all most feelings are irrational/impulsive.
Society is uncomfortable in dealing with other people’s feelings.
Feelings can’t be reduced to mere symptoms of illness
We all have Mental health. We all have a mind and a body.
We are all subject to episodes of good and bad MH on a sliding scale spectrum.
People with Feelings should be encouraged to share them.
We are all unique.
We share many similar qualities and are complex beings.
Our narratives – our personal story.
how we came to be who we are today and who we will become should be determined by being able to express our feelings and thoughts without being labelled in jargony terms ( if we want it that way).
We are human. Let’s stop hiding it and act like it.
There is no shame in being human and feeling happy/sad/ insert emotion.
I believe, there is this cultural mentality that people with Mental Health “issues” ( every human being on this planet btw) who have come out or indeed still continue to suffer in silence are deemed incapable of taking true, positive personal responsibility for our own health in an empowering manner.
I think We are afraid because we have been told we don’t have the mental capacity to manage ourselves in the current medical, prescribed model set- up that we rely on still to this day.
This links into another crucial value and ethic of WRAP which is what my co-facilitator will touch upon now”
CO -FACILITATOR’S CHOICE AND TURN IN THE HOT SEAT.
Self-determination, personal responsibility, empowerment, and self-advocacy are key aspects of this program.
How I sum up what my three-minute co-facilitator said, in my own mind, is:
Understanding and wanting to understand how to manage your own issues in new ways – safe ways, different ways requires determination. One-step and that is already a person taking responsibility for their path – their mind /their body.
The result – I have found, is usually empowering.
I can do this.
I have just done it.
WOW! Fucking shit man…..
Carry on working on ourselves and focusing on what makes us well, unwell, etc…. is a great prescription. Self-advocacy is a prescription a person gives themselves.
Because I know myself better than anyone. I don’t care who believes it or not.
You know yourself better than any doctor, family member or friend. You live in your head and body.
I am the expert on me and I can be pretty fucking resourceful if I am pointed in the right direction.
My Bella Bee is back at school. Missed her first day at BIG school. 😦
My GHD’s said a big F U to me this morning ……
I did it.
I can’t even focus on the words on my MA in Creative writing on the Open University website that is finally open and we have full access to use.
What do I want to write about?
Social issues/ issues that affect us as humans.
I do know that my first Tutor marked assignments (TMA) is going to be an 18-minute play about a homeless person and how society and the community can succeed in aiding a vulnerable person to help him/herself.
Be kind to yourself.
Be kind and rewind. Remember that one?
Catch up soon!
Loads of shout outs as promised at the end of the week.
Can’t wait to explore all the new blogs and Bloggers in the Willows and beyond.
Daisy ❤ ❤
Most of us are aware that suicide attempts are on the rise at an explosive rate.
We all don’t want to see or hear someone who thinks the only way out of life is taking their own life.
We are told to talk about our feelings. Get it all out & call for a chat if we need anything.
People have to get on with their lives.
What if the help they are advised to seek out isn’t there or doesn’t help?
What about our ethical stance or views about people who want to end their lives?
Can we become open to challenging our views and reasons for helping people without being able to have a lasting impact on those people who still have to live with the aftermath of wanting to die?
Of course ,we are humans with complex emotions & at times deep compassion & empathy. We want to help or fix other people.
How do you feel about
Someone with a degenerative disease such as MS who has lost her soulmate & wants to end Life?
Or a man with a family to protect who is struggling financially & can’t see a way out either through shame or pride to seek out help or because they refuse to live in poverty so takes his life so his family can live on his Life insurance?
What can you do to make a positive long lasting change in their mind set or circumstances?
Does it soothe our conscience
We can admonish we have done the right thing
Acts of Altruism?
What about a teenager with body issues, relationship problems, a person.
Who sees no way out?
What if the places we signpost him to get help can’t or doesn’t help?
Well.. at least we tried to be a good person..
Instinctively we feel that it would be wrong to not want to help.
We live in a society where we are bound by outdated traditions, people who believe rhat by giving a person a poster can guide a person to change their perspective .
I believe the quality of life should matter more than the quantity.
I also believe that a teenager or a man in serious debt may be able to find guidance and be able to deal with the desire to die.
When it comes to illnesses I watched my own grandmother become an entity merely existing because that is what. society says we should do. Keep her alive.
Keep people alive even if that life is in a care home, unable to speak, move.
We don’t have enough resources to help people in state care homes to signpost these people to places where they can have a chance to rethink how they can live with a sense of purpose.
I’ve seen people I love live on a “leash” tied to life for what? other peoples peace of mind?
If we can’t get the resources to help people see a way out must they suffer their entire mortal life in mental anguish & physical torture?
What gives life meaning?
Finding a way to grow, achieve happiness – evolve as we have been designed to as humans?
We were born to live in our physical bodies and create a life worth living. To be able to say at the end of our lives that we died knowing for what purpose we had lived.
Lazily, a tigeress snores into her paws . If only retiring was as simple to rule her inner world.
Curled up in warmth after a stroll into the big wide world,then settle for a quinquennium pause.
Her heart beats.
Nationalists- not even patriots are exempt.
All want to play in their own chord, tighten the strings ,she keeps it together, to satisfy their crucified minds.
In a state of constant – motionless movement.
If not an act of physicality -drill cumbersomely inside her cranium and you will see chemicals and synapses – making up fresh bricks and mortar, to fit in with the latest homemade yeast infused hootchie.
Glance away now, for fear of pitying an evocative attempt to get a rise from it.
Secret plots to charge this queen with treason.
Where will she live?
Her throne burnt to the ground to make way for a newly elected dopamine and serotonin scrupulous , democratic union.
Flags of self-belief – burned infringed – protecting her staked land was all this monarch tried to take into hand.
Defamation – character assassination.
Cloaked – in darkness- rat scuttles past – no pause – it already knows this violated prisoner is barren.
Scars and welts – a confession is sought after by the cardinal living east of the castle manor.
Employed only to instill courage when the most powerful empire seized a chance to escape into heritic souls howling in the wind.
Faith and Hope – not draft an erratic, purple, incensed dogmatic pope .
Dire retribution -execute the one who claims this state is her very birthright.
Clubbed to her knees – she will crawl not humbly- you shall hear her plea.
She wants to make them a better nation.
It’s her biggest exclamation.
Out plotted by her very own court – bribed by cheap whores-given away by the roughness of their hands, dressed up as expert courtesans, who clearly have seen at least one day of sun.
Intoxicated by some amorphous potion.
Formalyhde doused in cleaveaged lace dresses – it was not her initial notion.
A scented air of burning flesh
A greek tragedy indeed.
Scorned by her very owns subjects . She may be longitiduely dimintitive but she refuses to be bullied into showing them that wanted emotion.
Defeatist attitude does not a fit queen make.
Words in a precise order do not prize a piece of art,
so clearly a fake.
Forgiveness is her only weapon. She won’t see her country be overrun by zealous creachers.
It would appear her subjects wish to prove that she is illiterate.
Tortured, holding her breath under water to procure a confession – let her reiterate.
The crown is made to fit one head – It is symbolic and vaporizes with her when she exhales all energy and is varnished as dead.
Look how you’ve turned on one another – in the pursuit of power. It is a notorious illusion.
To master control over all subjects requires more than an iron-clad fist and an outraged dalliance to declare outright confusion.
recognition and honor are what she offers,
accept these as the wealthiest of gifts.
Only a fool would scream,
‘Off with her head‘ -a face full of sour lemons and a lust to frazzle the last tether.
The Noblest of causes – so much bloodshed – look into her bloody, vein threaded eyes.
She hasn’t slept for weeks in her fight, to appease all those in famine, hungry and underfed.
She needs no steering Regent to aid her in her duty.
All she demands is loyalty and valor.
With you all at her side ready to conquer life’s copious battles,
we shall not go down .
your hearts will not know the true grief inflicted made up of another community of arrows.
we shall not waiver.
Trust in your queen to walk as a stout cripple ,duty bound to protect and hold it all together.
Society disappoints my inner light.
It screeches out a backdraft
Quell the passion at the lack of incompetence.
Respect our traditions and values
Society came and went.
Flew over a universal credit faux pas.
Capital gains for an elite aura
Chakra karma paid & displays a tramp with an earnest title.
Sir Display Equinox Sonic fox
Sly enough to out weevil the equestrian retriever.
Character sparks a debate seeking clarity.
Live for the day (they say)
seize the Monet.
Be true to our nature?
Humanities’ fatal flaw.
The world is our stage.
only in hindsight
do we engage in our higher self.
It comes with the cycle of age.
Respect to our elders living in a world blinded by ignorance.
Dictating Hyacinth Bouquets ‘ keeping up appearances’.
Failing to honor our stories
Altering texts to appease the Ego.
Escapism found in pictures of the anonymous
framed around wisteria fantasies
It screams autonomous
cantering on beaches in a dark continent
Memories are all we have to keep us on the right side of sanity.
The acquisition of wealth is useless
Where did the mummies end up?