Dreaded Creativity

Boston….

I live in London, the supposedly united kingdom, and while I work here, live here, have my family and friends here there are many MANY things about this country that I dislike and cannot stand! I may not wake up and pledge allegiance to my flag or sing God save the queen but does this make me susceptible to radical views? Would my disgust for certain political and cultural views make me a possible terror threat? No! Why ask the uncle of the bombers “Do you love America?” whats the relevance? Regardless of where I’m from, my human experience is what leads to my behaviour…. So before we jump on an islamist, Chechnyan, russian and religious bandwagon lets look at the human loss of life caused by two people that regardless of their background have caused carnage, chaos and needless despair! When the claps, cheers and ‘excitement’ subside at their death & capture….we must remember that people are dead, families are mourning and hundreds are injured beyond our comprehension!

I’m changing…..

I’m feeling unsure……

Its that liminal space, that they’ve told me to embrace, with sleep being the last thing on my mind, a distraction I try to find, but I’m yearning…. yearning to feed this new addiction that for all intents and purposes helps bring to the surface that which lay dormant….

My legs are stiff, my back is sore, my arms are tired but I still want more. But how? Why? Take time, he says, as you have to walk, then run…. before you can fly…..

Creative Arts Therapy

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NKDXuCE7LeQ&sns=em

This is one of the reasons that I am training to be a creative arts therapist. The power of the arts is transformative and beautiful to witness.