Planting a seed
Last night Jackson and I have watch the movie L.A. Story by Steve Martin. It was very well written and acted, it was quite a fantastic surprise actually. What a delightful romantic comedy it was. I’ve discovered to what extend that Steve Martin is actually creative and interesting. What really blew my mind away is a scene where he does some performance art by rollerskating a whole choreography in a museum without being caught by security. His best friend is videotaping the whole thing. I felt something inside; a warm comforting feeling that arose and that has been growing and filling me bit by bit since. I have been feeling rather down the past few days. Actually this is an understatement; I have been paralyzed with fear not able to face the outside and at the same time struggling because I have been feeling claustrophobic. But that movie did touch something within me that needed to be awaken. I’ve said thanks many times to Jackson for a very nice time and for introducing me to a fine piece of artwork.
I’ve come across Yoko One Blog at 100 Acorns. I invite you to check it out. This is another of her projects that is so simple but so effective to deliver who she is. She invites people to comment on her daily post. I’ve myself left a message denoting my appreciation of her creation:
“Thank you for being you and for bringing your life force into the world by making creations like this one. You are a true inspiration. Finding this 100 Acorns today has brought me a perspective renewed. I feel better and I can now envision again all the possibilities available to me. A seed has been planted in the past and I was struggling to grow into being myself as a full being and as an artist. I have found some nourishment in your art; I am very grateful to you.”
I will be taking the time to take a pen and paper and ask myself the questions that needs to be asked. I will keep my hope up and I will give myself a chance to be alive again. I have looked up on Wikipedia the definition of Performance Art and it brought me some ideas about what direction I might be taking in the near future.
The Onyxx
at Lullaby on Daydream Road
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Happy Healthy Eccentric
I did have some very rich and complex vivid dreams last night, but no nightmares. I woke up this morning wishing to understand more about myself. What was last night all about? It came to me while I was lying there in my bed visiting my body and mind piece by piece. I questioned myself about where the sensations have been coming from. I’ve realized that when I am having a panic attack, my throat gets all tight and my whole digestive system goes crazy. I explored further and tried to slightly revive the sensation within me but this time I wanted to observe it instead of getting overwhelmed by it. Something hit me about The Stand: a lot of the characters were total outcasts that could almost be rudely misjudge as “defective”. They were that way either because of who they were even before the shit hit the fan or because they became insane as a result of the dramatic events. I think It stroke a nerve with me. Even if I did not hear the words, a lot of things were on my mind: How insane do I look to people? How much of an outcast am I? Am I all alone in my reality? How do people judge me? I realized that those were questions that did arise in my mind last night. I felt my throat and my stomach react to those questions, so I knew I was on the right track. I decided to direct my thoughts to a more positive alley and asked myself consciously instead what is it to be me? I remember several times where I felt joy in being myself, even pride. I loved my difference, I’ve celebrate it, I’ve flaunt it even. I eventually came out of my relaxation state and decided to read on wikipedia. The word that came to me and that I wanted to research was eccentricity. The reason was simply because I know that several real and fictional people I admire are qualified as being such and for me it is a very positive thing to be. Edith Sitwell said this:
“Eccentricity is not, as some would believe, a form of madness. It is often a kind of innocent pride, and the man of genius and the aristocrat are frequently regarded as eccentrics because genius and aristocrat are entirely unafraid of and uninfluenced by the opinions and vagaries of the crowd.”
I am not claiming that I am a genius; but I believe I am a very curious creative being. Edith Sitwell statement did ring true to my ear; that eccentric people are simply unconcerned by society’s disapproval of their habits or beliefs. I am thinking that my deficient physical and mental well being are tighly attached to my too vast concern about what others think of me. Psychologist Dr. David Weeks mentions people with a mental illness “suffer” from their behavior while healthy eccentrics are quite happy. So this might be a key to myself… Switching my perceptions about my behaviors to actually what I personnaly believe (that I am actually an artist and that my oddity is just part of who I am) instead of have everything tainted by what I perceive others or society might think of it (that I should be silenced and put away). This is very difficult, but at least I am getting more in touch with myself I believe.
My thoughts went back to Battlestar Galactica because I find a lot of insights in it. I reflected on the character of Gaius Baltar for a while. There is a strengh in him that I admire; he surrendered to what was within. It did take some time and a few acts of serependity for him to finally grasp the fact that there was only one way he would survive; he needed a leap of faith. He did not stop to wonder about what others would think of him. His “internal Caprica 6″ guiding him through painful and difficult situations as he walked forward. He just let go and had faith in his perceptions and in something way bigger then him.
I am idealistic and I have known very early in my childhood that I am different from others. I think I have had a non-conforming attitude for the most, but I believe that when I fell ill, my ways had sustained a drastic change. I was very concerned about what others were thinking of me, how they were perceiving me… Even what they would say about me when I was not there. It eventually turned into thoughts about how would people/society stigmatize me for being myself. I think I became afraid to be completely alone, outcast if I was to speak my thruth.
Just like Baltar, I need to find that source within myself that will allow me to go forward no matter what. An angel? A demon? It does not matter what it is inside that keeps the fire going. It is that need to live, that need to be in the world while knowing fully how I relate to it because I know myself.
The Onyxx
at Lullaby on Daydream Road
http://lullabyondaydreamroad.wordpress.com/
Thieves and Angels
On the other hand, I was plesantly suprised to receive a ping in my blog statistics leading me to healtharticles.org. I found that the website has a few of my posts up on their site. And it seems that they are being popular. The first few moments, I panicked again because i thought that I was really out of luck and that there was another site grabbing my stuff. It is not the case , and actually, I appreciate what they do because at the bottom of the post, it has a link towards the original feed at Lullaby on Daydream Road.
I think I have been handling this pretty good. I am going to be proactive instead. I have a lesson that I am learning today about blogging. Either its brought up by a good situation like having healtharticles.org grabbing my posts (and putting a link back to the original feed) or in the case of a website stealing content like mentalhealth.thehealthsite.info, it is important to include a signature to a post. I never would have thought about it. Maybe I will even make some artist card…
The Onyxx
at Lullaby on Daydream Road
http://lullabyondaydreamroad.wordpress.com/
Mental Health Blog Thieves
Journal of my Detox
I realized while checking through my posts that I am featured when you use the word “DETOX” on wordpress… I was really suprised and delighted!
Yesterday I was really not feeling well. It was like I was back into my detox from the effexors. My head was throbbing it seems. I had flu like symptoms, so much pressure in my whole body. Yan is the one that mentioned to me that it looked like i was back in that very uncomfortable zone of expelling the unwanted anti-depressant from my body. It makes me think that I have to keep vigilant because, well, 3 years of meds everyday could very well take a while to completely disapear. Even if the most horrible effects from detox and the troubling side-effects from the effexor are pretty much gone, it is possible that I will have moments of weakness or relapses.
I have been pushing myself a lot the past few days: trying to be active, take care of some responsibilities, Igoing for walks… I am even planning on getting some more school, this time in infography. I have been reading tons of different material ranging from how to get rid of anxiety to how to blog, meditation tricks and NLP… Maybe this is the reason I felt so weak yesterday and still a bit today. I might be pushing myself too much. But I want to feel alive and well. I’ll take things easy today I guess. Anyway, I have been checking like I said my post, especially those that I did everyday of my detox. I thought that I could maybe find something interesting; maybe a pattern, a way to express myself that changed. I wanted to see an evolution I guess, tips that things are going in the right direction. I also thought that now that the actual core of it is passed, I could actually make a complete post that might come handy for people that have to go through the same experience. At least if they could relate and see that they are not alone…
July 12, 2008 - Day 1
I was drunk all day. I decided to go to bed without taking my effexor. I did not actually make a post on that day.
July 13, 2008 - Day 2 May it Stimulate my Soul
I made a post before going to bed in the night from the 12th to the 13th. I was drunk and debating my options. I made a second post when I woke up. It was comprising a list of things that we found could help during detox.
July 14, 2008 - Day 3 Dream a little Dream
I had an horrible vivid nightmare during the night. I felt really weak physically all day. My whole body was buzzing. I was feeling quite odd and uneasy.
July 15, 2008 - Day 4 A glimse
I woke up and my whole body felt wrong. My skin was itching, actually the feeling was under the skin. I head heavy head pressure and frankly I think I was freaked out all day and out of control.
July 16, 2008 - Day 5
I did not post anything. I felt too messed up to gather the energy. I was feeling like I was trapped in a nightmare and I could not shake it off. It was rather scary. I was seeing no “escape”.
July 17, 2008 - Day 6 The hours getting late…
I was still feeling quite negative and uneasy yet I think I had started to allow myself to fight. There were some hopeful thoughts that I could almost grasp. Thorne send me something to read and I watch the episode “Out of the Ashes” from Jeremiah before midnight.
July 18, 2008 - Day 7 Out of the Ashes
I started writing a post, this very post at midnight exactly. I did not sleep until 6 am. I was still quite anxious but I could hold the emotions more at bay. I reflected a lot on everything. I made a conscious effort to change my view point, my perspective about myself. I think I might have start to love myself again.
July 19, 2008 - Day 8
Despite all the physical ickyness that are still present I am in a much more positive mood. I would not say I am energetic but I can do things by myself in the apartment. I get tired and dizzy within minutes, but I am not feeling that I am gonna collapse even when I am lying down like the rest of the days.
July 20th Day 9 of detox Epic Fail
I was suffering from several physical symptoms from the detox; flu like, head buzzing, body itching. I felt like there was acid in me and that everything that my body was excreting was burning me (including my sweat and my saliva). Emotionally I thoughts things were under control but it seems like i have been overacting and was acting not very nicely to my loved ones. I really felt bad on all levels.
July 21th Day 10 of detox Not really
I was feeling bad still, slept pretty much all day. I was trying to remain calm but my cat was sick.
July 22th Day 11 of detox Is that all?
I had one of those dreams that you think you are awake but your not and you are trapped trying to yell for help but all is silent. My anxiety was making me anxious. I was a total mess.
July 23th Day 12 of detox I know I’ve started to think
I reflected on the fact that the song “Cars” by Gary Numan seems to be about agoraphobia and how the only place he feels at ease is in his car. I doubt that I would ever be alright, but could not stop signing along with the song even if I was deeply depressed. Cleo, my cat was really sick with pyometra and we sadly went to see a vet that did not care at all about anything else than money. I was devastated.
July 24th Day 13 of detox Dreaming of Simplicity
I realised that behind the little things that set me off into panic and anxiety, their is a bigger issue. Something very painful that needs to be resolved. Happy to be effexor free, but somewhat scared at having to deal with my issues without medication.
July 25th Day 14 of detox Some Rest
I took things easy. I came to the conclusion that if my mind is still, I could hear the message. I think that that realization was important.
I stopped counting the days afterwards. The physical sensations were pretty much gone and I was not feeling that I was in a perpetual storm of emotions. It is still an everyday battle to feel alright but I think I am doing well at it. As anyone can see reading my blog, I have ups and downs. I am always trying to go forwards even if I find myself feeling like I am back at square one. I know I will be alright.
Better, Stronger, Clearer
I have begun to read for the second time The Art of Everyday Ecstasy by Margot Anand. This time again it just comes and grabs me just the way I needed it to. In the ways she express herself I can find comfort and I recognize my own thoughts as well. She is one of these people that help me to remember who I am: she resonates with me so deeply that in the past few days since I started reading there has been more than a few significant “clicks” in my head. It has been like doors have been opened, or even like some key has help to solve the encryption that i could not decipher anymore. Things are clearer. I breathe better. I feel better too. I’ve quickly come to a conclusion: I can make everyday a reverence. I don’t have to go to Tibet or in India to meditate or find myself. I can do it here and now. By being mindful of what I am doing and by creating a multitude of little “rituals” or sacred positive habits. Here are a few things that I am going to do my best to implement in my everyday life.
I will hold a blogging schedule while allowing also intuitive blogging on the spur of the moment. This will help me to start series of articles and thematic essays. Since it will mean also that I will stop and actually brainstorm on a regular basis it could be amazing on a creative and self-actualization level. I’ve decide to do this also because I read the series of article from Problogger “31 Days to built a better blog“. Another of is Ideas was also to Interlink your Archived Posts. I am going to do that much more too because it means that i re-read my entries and can observe myself and even comment on myself.
Another habit will be that I will take the time to listen to some music everyday. This means that I will have to create some playlist depending on moods or intentions. I could even blog about it. Explain why I can’t get enough of so and so…
One action brings another. I’ve been keeping busy but I did not push myself too far. I have actively tried to face my fear. I feel odd to affirm this but I have allowed myself to fall in trance and I have found strengh in it. I have felt the panic coming over me coming on a few time. I have felt the physical symptoms and I have step aside, I have looked at them and even if I was terrorized I said clearly in my head stop. I have observed myself and I have understood a bit more about my nature. I have realized that I have certain triggers that just propulse me in panic attacks; It can even be just reading something on the internet. I needed to face a question that I did not want to hear the answer for. I did not want to think about what to do next about the rapist, about my life regarding to the events. I am not going to forgive him but I have to make peace with it or the images and all that comes with it will continue to haunt me. I want to heal, I want to be well. It was difficult to face the fact that I am just going to have to let it go. I don’t think that dragging it any longer will do me any good. Getting into anything legal would be very messy and would bring even more hurt. I just want to go on with my life the way I want and I want to stop to apologize for who I am.
Pathways

I must stop thinking that there is a problem for me to express my thought in the way I want. I’ve come to realize that my vision is actually getting clearer and clearer as I progress on my path. That’s is one of the thing I thought about while in trance/panic attack last night: no matter what happened to me, whatever good or bad, there is a part in me that is pure and untouched. If I remain aligned to that higher-self, If I remain authentic to myself, if I speak my truth, there is nothing to be afraid of. Everything becomes possible… The essence of who I am never change.
I will in the future talk in length about the Hybrid from the tv show Battlestar Galactica. I have a very strong connection to her. I feel like the modern archetype that she represent for me is very close to my vision of who I am at a metaphysical/spiritual level. I will be writing a serie of posts under the titIe “The Zen of Cylons”.
One degree angle nominal. Seascape portrait of the woman child cavern of the soul. Under pressure-heat ratio ides of evolutions have buried their fears.
Blogging my way to Freedom
I am not sure how it came to that; but I found two really interesting essays. I think I was looking for kindred spirits. I wanted to feel reassured that there are others that are in resonance with me out there. I fell in a trance earlier in the evening and wrote something; I'll take the time to read it tomorrow while in totally different mindset. It started with "Blogging with Passion and Compassion" by C4Chaos. It is an essay on Blogging as Integral Transformative Practice.
I ended up completely somewhere else with my mind already lit up; the Incomplete Manifesto is an articulation of 43 statements exemplifying a certain Bruce Mau’s beliefs, strategies and motivations. I suggest that you go and check out the full list yourself. More than a few of them talked to me; here are my favorites...
no.1 Allow events to change you. You have to be willing to grow. Growth is different from something that happens to you. You produce it. You live it. The prerequisites for growth: the openness to experience events and the willingness to be changed by them.
no.4 Love your experiments (as you would an ugly child). Joy is the engine of growth. Exploit the liberty in casting your work as beautiful experiments, iterations, attempts, trials, and errors. Take the long view and allow yourself the fun of failure every day.
no.8 Drift. Allow yourself to wander aimlessly. Explore adjacencies. Lack judgment. Postpone criticism.
no.18 Stay up late. Strange things happen when you’ve gone too far, been up too long, worked too hard, and you're separated from the rest of the world.
no.22 Make your own tools. Hybridize your tools in order to build unique things. Even simple tools that are your own can yield entirely new avenues of exploration. Remember, tools amplify our capacities, so even a small tool can make a big difference.
no.32 Listen carefully. Every collaborator who enters our orbit brings with him or her a world more strange and complex than any we could ever hope to imagine. By listening to the details and the subtlety of their needs, desires, or ambitions, we fold their world onto our own. Neither party will ever be the same.

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