Workshop#1 Accepting Voices in Calgary- Sat 5th May, 2018


First time in Western Canada… 

Opportunity to participate in ground breaking innovative workshop that enable you to transform your own understanding of experiences that get mystified and called “psychosis”, of connections with trauma and between difficult life experiences and difficult-to hear-voices, to be less afraid and feel more able when life calls upon you to support someone who is struggling.

 Limited Spaces, Register Now.
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Pain – De La Soul


Tell me how you feel
Look over your shoulder
Time will make it real
Give me no excuses
I know how ya feel

 

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“Pain”
(feat. Snoop Dogg)

Pain will make it better
Tell me how you feel
Look over your shoulder
Time will make it real
Give me no excuses
I know how ya feel
Pain will make it better
Pain will make it better
Pain will make it better

Let me see how many palms go up high
If you’ve ever felt the world
Had you licked
And what you waving side to side to symbolize
Didn’t help on the sand you wander quick
Big mama said “the Devil’s up to no good”
But we can heal it on a Sunday with a good book
Or we can kill it on a Monday for a good look
Make it part of the campaign, to withstand pain
Me, myself, place it all on my shoulders
And give it my all, like heavy lifting
No gain without tears and sweat
They claim blue skies with white clouds, steady drifting
When pain come to get ya, it hit ya like flu
Better times will pick ya, do what you gotta do
To earn focus in the stormy weather
Come out the tunnel to the light saying

Pain will make it better
Tell me how you feel
Look over your shoulder
Time will make it real
Give me no excuses
I know how ya feel
Pain will make it better
Pain will make it better
(I heard the people say)
Pain will make it better
(I heard my people say)
Pain will make it better

[Snoop Dogg:]
No wetter, four-letter, mo’ better
Slow pain, no gain, go getta
Change like the weather
Solid as a rock, small piece of leather
But well put together
Flames are endeavors
Time to find out that pain makes it better
Pain makes it better
Shades of epiphany, can’t let it get to me
Move so differently, do it so swiftly
Ease into my style, lay mine down
King be crowned, look at me now
Teaching my classes by the masses
Used to gang bang, used to love the clashes
Now cash is the only motivation, but not for me G
I’m into public relations
That’s food for you, De La Soul, word to the letter…

Pain will make it better
Tell me how you feel
Look over your shoulder
Time will make it real
Give me no excuses
I know how ya feel
Pain will make it better
Pain will make it better

The bigger the headache, bigger the pill
The harder you fall, stronger the will
We came from the back of the bus
Talking wast to mobile, now we’re on a house on a hill
Stronger, while filling ya gas tank
The bank was feeling your loan
The OT coudn’t cover the bills
When life came with a couple of spills
But we’re gonna use that pain fo’ fuel so…

Give me no excuses
I know how ya feel
Pain will make it better
Pain will make it better
(I heard the people say)
Pain will make it better
(You and my people saying)
Pain will make it better
(I heard the people say)
Pain will make it better
Pain will make it better
Pain will make it better
Pain will make it better

Your music means everything

 

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Hearing Voices Cafe – Calgary


Hearing Voices Cafe comes to Calgary !

Friday 4th May 2018
6pm
Hosted by
Psych Survivor YYC

At:
Weeds Café
1903 20 Ave NW

 

Big thanks to Psych Survivor YYC working with us
and also opportunity to attend Hearing Voices training workshop on  Saturday 5th May.

Hearing Voices Workshop#1
AcceptingVoices
In Calgary.

Saturday 5th May 2018.

Limited places are still available.
For more information about the workshop and to register see here:
https://recoverynet.ca/2018/01/13/workshop1-accepting-voices-in-calgary-sat-5th-may-2018/

Hearing Voices Cafes have been held or continue to meet regularly in:

Hamburg  |  Barcelona  |  Toronto   |  Valladolid  |  Paris  |
Madrid      |   Berlin        |   London   |   Oshawa

First Hearing Voices Cafe in Alberta.

What’s a Hearing Voices Cafe?
Many human experiences like hearing voices have, in our culture, been mystified and made taboo and yet are remarkably common. Making such experiences even harder to talk about makes it harder to live with. This results in more of us struggling and yet more left feeling helpless to support those who are struggling with experiences we have been taught to dismiss and fear but which can often be deeply meaningful and spiritual.

Hearing Voices Café is rooted in the simple belief that we can come together to talk about difficult human experiences in ordinary language and in ordinary places – so we do.

We invite you to join us for a different kind of conversation about what it means to be human.

Poster PDF
Please feel free to help us spread the word by sharing online with your networks and if you can display a poster, the pdf is below.
Hearing Voices Cafe Calgary- May2018

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Making Excuses – Mr Heavenly


I’m hearing voices
I chipped my front tooth…

 

 

 

 

Throw on
That old song
That’s unchanged melody
Could calm you just like me

Throw in
Some dancin’
That familiar rhythm
Clears up that schism

But he refuses
Makin’ excuses

You let your hair down
Kick off your heels now
Box in the moonlight
Til the sunrise taps you out

You’re feeling snake and rhythm
Bare feet and precision
The silhouette in constant motion
Spinning a web to get his attention

And he refuses
Makin’ excuses

He won’t get down
No no no no no no

I can’t move to this song
Right always moving wrong
I should be gone
I should be running along

No I got work in the morning
Think I ate something with poison
I’m hearing voices
I chipped my front tooth
I am telling the truth
I’m not making excuses

I know it’s alarming
I think I’ve come down with something
These are not ruses
I’m not telling lies
I might die
I’m not making excuses

You got no time to mend
A garden of lemons
That he planted in his kisses
When he thought you weren’t paying attention

He’s drinking milk so sour
Getting bored and by the hour
A silhouette in constant motion
Spinning a web of tired affection

Go in
With movement
A stiff stiletto
Will move repetto
It’s so fleeting
Bears repeating

I think you’re making it up
I think you’re making it up

I can’t move to the song
Right always moving wrong
I should be gone
I should be running along

No I got work in the morning
Think I ate something with poison
I’m hearing voices
I chipped my front tooth
I am telling the truth
I’m not making excuses

I know it’s alarming
I think I’ve come down with something
These are not ruses
I’m not telling lies
I might die
I’m not making excuses

No I got work in the morning
Think I ate something with poison
I’m hearing voices
I chipped my front tooth
I am telling the truth
I’m not making excuses

I know it’s alarming
I think I’ve come down with something
These are not ruses
I’m not telling lies
I might die
I’m not making excuses

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Soul Train – Destiny Frasqueri


Freak, freak y’all !
Yes, yes y’all!
Freak, freak y’all !
Yes, yes y’all!
Freak, freak y’all !
Yes, yes y’all!

 

Soul Train – Destiny Frasqueri

Every Saturday morning
My daddy put it on
Turned up the TV
We danced along
People was dancing
Was in the groove
My daddy showed me
Just how to move
We did the hustle
I gave a twirl
He was the disco
I was his girl
Up on the Soul Train
We learned to move
Up in the morning
My daddy grooved

Freak, freak y’all!
Yes, yes y’all!
Freak, freak y’all!
Yes, yes y’all!
To the beat y’all! [x4]

Summertime is creepin’
Fevers stay afloat
Was hanging out
With everyone I know
Crank the music
Feel the vibe
Hit the boogie
No time for jive
Hanging like the hippies
Wanting peace and love
Hanging with my brothers
It’s what it was
Started up the street jam
We was having fun

Harlem, boogie down, Lower East too!
I wanna dance, now how bout you? [x4]

I got glitter in my bangs
And all my bills is paid
You know my hair is laid
You know my soul is safe
I’m working and I’m paid
I always misbehave
I shake it like some change
I can shake it every day
Shake it ’til I break it
Break it down
Move away
Saturday morning
It feels like Soul Train

I break it down
I move away
Saturday morning
It feels like Soul Train

Freak, freak y’all!
Yes, yes y’all!
Freak, freak y’all!
Yes, yes y’all!
To the beat y’all! [x4]

 

 

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Empire State Human – Human League


With concentration
My size increased
And now I’m fourteen stories high
At least!!

 

 

 


Empire State Human

Since I was very young I realized
I never wanted to be human size
So I avoid the crowds and traffic jams
They just remind me of how small I am
Because of this longing in my heart
I’m going to start the growing up
I’m going to grow now and never stop
Think like a mountain, grow to the top

Tall, tall, tall, I want to be tall, tall, tall
As big as a wall, wall, wall, as big as a wall, wall, wall
And if I’m not tall, tall, tall, then I will grow, grow, grow
Because I’m not tall, tall, tall, tall, tall, tall, tall, tall
Tall, tall, tall, I want to be tall, tall, tall
As big as a wall, wall, wall, as big as a wall, wall, wall
And if I’m not tall, tall, tall, then I will grow, grow, grow
Because I’m not tall, tall, tall, tall, tall, tall, tall, tall

With concentration
My size increased
And now I’m fourteen stories high
At least!!
Empire state human
Just a bored kid
I’ll go to Egypt to be
A pyramid

Tall, tall, tall, I want to be tall, tall, tall
As big as a wall, wall, wall, as big as a wall, wall, wall
And if I’m not tall, tall, tall, then I will grow, grow, grow
Because I’m not tall, tall, tall, tall, tall, tall, tall, tall
Tall, tall, tall, I want to be tall, tall, tall
As big as a wall, wall, wall, as big as a wall, wall, wall
And if I’m not tall, tall, tall, then I will grow, grow, grow
Because I’m not tall, tall, tall, tall, tall, tall, tall, tall

Brick by brick
Stone by stone
Growing till he’s fully grown
Brick by brick
Stone by stone
Growing till he’s fully grown

Fetch more water
Fetch more sand
Biggest person in the land
Fetch more water
Fetch more sand
Biggest person in the land

Songwriters: Marsh / Oakey / Ware
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I will survive – Cake


I will survive
fuck you….

 

 

At first I was afraid.
I was petrified.
I kept thinking I could never live
Without you by my side.
But then I spent so many nights
Just thinking how you’d done me wrong.
I grew strong.
I learned how to get along.

And so you’re back from outer space.
I just walked in to find you here
Without that look upon your face.
I should have changed my fucking lock.
I would have made you leave your key
If I’d have known for just one second
You’d be back to bother me.

Oh now go.
Walk out the door.
Just turn around now.
You’re not welcome anymore.
Weren’t you the one
Who tried to break me with desire?
Did you think I’d crumble?
Did you think I’d lay down and die?
Oh not I.

I will survive.
As long as I know how to love
I know I’ll be alive.
I’ve got all my life to live.
I’ve got all my love to give.
I will survive.
I will survive.

It took all the strength I had
Just not to fall apart.
I’m trying hard to mend
The pieces of my broken heart.
And I spent oh so many nights
Just feeling sorry for myself.
I used to cry.
But now I hold my head up high.

And you’ll see me with somebody new.
I’m not that stupid little person
Still in love with you.
And so you thought you’d just drop by,
And you expect me to be free.
But now I’m saving all my lovin’
For someone who’s lovin’ me.

Oh now go.
Walk out the door.
Just turn around now.
You’re not welcome anymore.
Weren’t you the one
Who tried to break me with desire?
Did you think I’d crumble?
Did you think I’d lay down and die?
Oh not I.

I will survive.
As long as I know how to love
I know I’ll be alive.
I’ve got all my life to live.
I’ve got all my love to give.
I will survive.
I will survive.

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Is the noise in my head bothering you?


From Seth Godin, on the all-seeing noise in our noisy head …

“Is the noise in my head bothering you?”

The monologue that runs in our brain is loud. It’s heavy-metal loud compared to the quiet signals we get from the rest of the world.

All day, every day, that noise keeps going. It’s the only voice that has seen everything we’ve seen, believes everything we believe. It’s the noise that not only criticizes every action of every other person who disagrees with us, but it criticizes their motives as well. And, if we question it, it criticizes us as well.

Is it any wonder that projection is more powerful than empathy?

When we meet people, we either celebrate when they agree with us or plot to change or ignore them when they don’t. There’s not a lot of room for, “they might have a different experience of this moment than I do.”

That noise in our head is selfish, afraid and angry. That noise is self-satisfied, self-important and certain. That noise pushes intimacy away and will do anything it can to degrade those that might challenge us.

But, against all odds, empathy is possible.

It’s possible to amplify those too-quiet signals that others send us and to practice imagining, even for a moment, what it might be like to have their noise instead of our noise.

If we put in the effort and devote the time to practice this skill, we can get better at it. We merely have to begin.

http://sethgodin.typepad.com/seths_blog/2018/02/is-the-noise-in-my-head-bothering-you.html

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An uncommon story – Asante Haughton


Asante Haughton  pretty damn dope at TEDx Youth@Toronto.

 

 
 Asante Haughton
 

Pretty damn dope but you know my story, it’s a common story for a lot of kids around the world but the ending of my story is not very common.

Most young people who have story similar to mine don’t have a happy ending.

So what can we do then to do better for these young people ?

and I thought about what if we said to them instead of saying:
“What’s wrong with you ?”

What if we said
“What’s wrong?”

What if we designed our services to be more proactive than reactive? 

What if instead of waiting for them to show up on our doorsteps we went and we showed up on theirs?

I think these things could make a huge difference.

So I challenge any adults who might be listening
to make space for young people to tell their stories
and for young people who might be struggling to tell your stories
because I think stories can save lives.
I know that telling mine I was able to save my life.

You can follow Asante on Twitter
@AsanteV

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Come as you are – Nirvana


Come as You Are – Nirvana
Come as you are, as you were
As I want you to be
As a friend, as a friend
As an known enemy
Take your time, hurry up
The choice is yours, don’t be late
Take a rest as a friend
As an old
Memoria, memoria
Memoria, memoria
Come doused in mud, soaked in bleach
As I want you to be
As a trend, as a friend
As an old
Memoria, memoria
Memoria, memoria
And I swear that I don’t have a gun
No I don’t have a gun
No I don’t have a gun
Memoria, memoria
Memoria, memoria(No I don’t have a gun)

And I swear that I don’t have a gun

No I don’t have a gun
No I don’t have a gun
No I don’t have a gun
No I don’t have a gun

Songwriters: Kurt Cobain

 

 

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Rehab – Amy Winehouse


They tried to make me go to rehab
I said, no, no, no

Rehab
Lyrics: Amy WinehouseThey tried to make me go to rehab
I said, no, no, no
Yes, I been black
But when I come back, you’ll know, know, know
I ain’t got the time
And if my daddy thinks I’m fine
He’s tried to make me go to rehab
I won’t go, go, go

I’d rather be at home with a Ray
I ain’t got seventy days
‘Cause there’s nothing, there’s nothing you can teach me
That I can’t learn from Mr. Hathaway

I didn’t get a lot in class
But I know we don’t come in a shot glass

They tried to make me go to rehab
I said, “no, no, no”
Yes, I been black
But when I come back, you’ll know, know, know
I ain’t got the time
And if my daddy thinks I’m fine
He’s tried to make me go to rehab
I won’t go, go, go

The man said, “why do you think you here?
I said, I got no idea.
I’m gonna, I’m gonna lose my baby
So I always keep a bottle near
He said, I just think you’re depressed
This, me, yeah, baby, and the rest

They tried to make me go to rehab
But I said, no, no, no
Yes, I been black
But when I come back, you’ll know, know, know

I don’t ever want to drink again
I just, oh, I just need a friend
I’m not gonna spend ten weeks
Have everyone think I’m on the mend

And it’s not just my pride
It’s just till these tears have dried

They tried to make me go to rehab
I said, no, no, no
Yes, I been black
But when I come back, you’ll know, know, know
I ain’t got the time
And if my daddy thinks I’m fine
He’s tried to make me go to rehab
I won’t go, go, go

Songwriters: Amy Winehouse

 

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