domingo, 14 de octubre de 2018

Mental Health Awareness DAYS

On Thursday I went to see "Over the Wall Picking Apples", a one man play written and performed by Richard Crowe, whom I've been very lucky to have shared the stage with during the very first Wells Theatre Festival earlier this year.


Now, Thursday also happened to be Mental Health awareness day, and I consider myself incredibly lucky to have been able to see Richard's courageously autobiographical play on that day - both as a way to respectfully mark it and to provide me with the courage to speak even more openly about my mental health issues.

Over the Wall Picking Apples is the most poignant and beautiful take on mental health that I've ever seen on stage - deep, raw and humorous, and oh so greatly inspiring! Richard opted for full disclosure and the response has been respect, resonance and the spread of awareness as each audience member walks out with a smile on their lips and a tear in their eye. Richard's performance in itself is strong and engaging (no surprise for me there, after his powerful performance as Lord Capulet in Romeo & Juliet, for the aforementioned WTF); Ged Stephenson's direction certainly brought out the best of Richard's talents, and Kasha Miller's design of the production is compelling indeed!

Richard's main objective with this project was to educate his audience regarding bipolar disorder and mental health in general, as well as the experience of the thwarted concept of social norms regarding masculinity and how this affects mental health - and Richard achieved this brilliantly!

As Richard finished the evening with a Q&A, numerous questions came up, including how Richard dealt with the consequences of opening up to his wife and children. I can understand that to be a tantalising idea for most people, and I loved Richard's answer about the importance of being open, honest and sensible. Communication, communication, communication! That was the main message in his answers to most of the questions - and in the play itself, in its own way! My question was about how to deal with the consequences of being open with your parents... To me, there is something intrinsically terrifying in letting your parents know that something traumatic happened to you and that they can't do anything about it now. I can feel their pain and impotence and it shatters my heart just to think about them suffering with that. You see, they already know about my mental health condition, but they don't know the reason for my PTSD. I needed to know what Richard thought, and asked for his advice. Wisely enough, he replied he doesn't do advice - he is after all not an expert - yet he remarked again on the same message of Communication! Communication! Communication!

I relaxed into my question. I had just watched a grown man explore his full life in front of a room full of avid listeners. I cried for several minutes after the show was over because of how much I could relate to his experience. At that moment, in that room, there were no boundaries between age, gender or nationalities, even though his experience came from the lacks of communication in masculinity and mine from the external dissatisfaction with my femininity. His experience came from a Britain in the process of reconstruction while mine came from a Mexico with a lack of understanding mental health conditions. His experience included a wife and grown children while mine has a newly-found husband after years of being single and parents who are only now feeling comfortable with how well I'm doing.
(Disclaimer: I went from bad to worse over the course of about 8 years and my family were rightfully worried about whether I'd be able to make it to where I am or not. I would not be here now without their support!)

Anyway, at that moment I felt grateful that there are people in the world like Richard, who can explore this openly and inform and inspire people through their work. I have an incomplete book which I started when I was 11, and a blog entry that I wrote 2 weeks ago, and a series of unfinished entries, chapters and notes in-between which I plan to bring out one day and post and publish and preferably finish first! Some will come out in the form of fiction or poems, but all will hopefully continue the thread of Communication! Communication! Communication! that people like Richard have bravely started...

... and some have already been put out there by me, of course, in the many pages of this blog and in my already published books, but the journey of healing and growth compels me to bring out even more from the depths of my soul.
I just hope I can inspire people just as much!

See you next week!
Sandra Cole ~ Actress, Model, Writer, Esoteric Explorer and Happy Bookworm

In the picture, me (in the pink top) with my lovely and supportive family on my dad's 60th birthday, the year before I moved to England. Bless them all <3
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sábado, 6 de octubre de 2018

Communication

Communication,
What a funny little thing
Communication,
Gets me frazzled instantly...

Words, sentences, poems and jokes,
Misunderstandings, triggers, childhood memories and treats;
Dendrites extending to corroborate,
To pass a message that transcends time,
That will leave a mark wherever it falls:
Once said cannot be unsaid,
So make sure you've first had a deep conversation with yourself!

Communication,
What a base necessity,
Communication,
Ha, try living without it and see how life is!

Words, languages, frontiers and individuality,
Invocations, cantares, more poems and dreams!
Musical notes telling a story,
Touch and gestures that will mark one another with intention of without,
As we constantly need to reassure our selves,
Making sure our message makes sense inside and out!

Communication!
What a tidy little word,
Communication,
The one thing that connects the whole world!

Words, families, partners and friends,
Songs that we heard all our lives and with a horrid shock suddenly understand,
Stories from cultures, generations and journeys abroad,
Of conquest, understanding, liberation and growth,
Magicians, Word Weavers, Great Masters and Bards,
As the Priestess sings and wakes up a star,
The power of Words will live after we all die.

Communication,
Charts, more poems, stories and songs,
Communication as our world gets recorded forever more,
The healing of music, touch, gestures and - words!
Fall in love with a song and tell your story and communicate through lore...

More poems?
Why not!
Communication lets us all flow,
Grow,
Know...
Communication is like... Snow?

Sandra Tena Cole ~ Actress, Model, Writer, Esoteric Explorer & Happy Bookworm

Photo: the author as the Element of Air for the first Samhain Wild Hunt - Glastonbury Dragons Celebrations 2016.


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viernes, 14 de septiembre de 2018

The return of that Voice in my Head

Today marks exactly 4 years since I met my wonderful husband Stephen, so what better way to celebrate than to joyfully bring back my blog!
Bring it back from where, I hear you ask? Well, lovely readers, truth be told, I simply don't know! The curious and ridiculous insatiable void that is The Internet took it away some time ago without any warning or explanation, and then brought it back to me a couple of weeks ago, again without warning or explanation!
So, as I said - best time to revise, or if I may be so bold, regenerate, That Voice in my Head! Four years ago, to the day, I danced around a Dalek at the bottom of Glastonbury Tor and my now husband came out of thin air to announce himself to Glastonbury, and we both fell head over heels for each other.
There was no other option - we were meant to be together, we fit like jigsaw pieces that had been put into the wrong boxes and had finally found their set in the right Blue Box.
The context is, of course, we were both playing the Doctor in a fan series of Doctor Who, produced by our amazingly talented and magical friend Mani Navasothi, who we'll see tomorrow in London to celebrate the Equinox with our tribe - and you can feel free to read the rest of my blog to understand more of the context of all of this I'm relating now.
The next day was what I fondly like to call my second birthday. I was naked in the White Spring and absolutely everything in the world suddenly made sense. That was a key moment in the fan series which, spoilers! by the way...
There is a lot to be written here regarding healing, synchronicity, and creative outlets, some of which I've already described in previous entries, some of which I'll continue writing about as the years give me opportunities to explore these subjects - but one thing is certain: this is a time for renewal in my life! Old things that are not needed any more get recycled or tossed away, new things that I've desired come in or grow from creative projects and careful planning, and things which were taken away come back if they were really mine to have, sometimes in a slightly different shape, sometimes the same but better...
So tonight I've celebrated four years of life with this magical, handsome, creative oddball that is my husband, but guess what? I'm also celebrating the WHOLE life that came with him! From creative collaborations with some of the most fantastic people that I have ever had the honour of working with; magical growth in our personal healing and path with the Craft alongside so many really wise and powerful people we have connected with in this community; years of community celebrations at the Assembly Rooms and in the glorious land around Glastonbury and the Tor, honing our skills by joining forces with great ceremonialists and creative people all around; and last but never ever least, finding a wonderful way to connect and reconnect with our extended (and extensive!) family all around the world - including friends who have always been like family to each of us!
So, today I want to celebrate this Life I gained four years ago! This blessed, wonderful life and everything and everyone I love who is part of this life I love!
And before I start sounding like a tongue-twister (one of my many great skills!) I leave you happy readers and bid you all a wonderful weekend ahead.

Sandra Tena Cole ~ Actress, Model, Author, Esoteric Explorer and more