Beautiful, Inspirational and Colourful – All in the Countryside: OneWorld Festival Review

Set from location to location in location, it is no surprise that the OneWorld festival has become an absolute favourite of mine. It has always been very special to me and my mother. We love coming there; we’ve been coming for four years now. How did we hear about the festival?

It was recommended to us by one of our family friends, who’ve attended the festival a year before us. So, we decided to try it and since then, we’ve never looked back. My mother, and I have had wonderful times and amazing memories. Every year, OneWorld have never failed to disappoint us and this year, the festival did it again.

OneWorld celebrated its twentieth anniversary and what a celebration it was. They had more guests, as well as teachers; a full pantomime of The Wizard of Oz, certificate presentations for teachers, who have been attending the festival for twenty years and visitors were treated to more, new lessons that have been added to the 2015 programme. We had a blast; the entertainment was fantastic. We had live bands, open mic nights and camp fire events. There was wonderful vibe and I felt there was a sense of community. These parties and gatherings were enjoyable – I danced with many old, and new friends and strangers. I had a lovely time and will never forget those wonderful times. As well as partying all night, the festival will not leave you alone with boredom in the day time too. There is plenty to do and I loved this year’s programme, full of regular and extra lessons. I didn’t attend all of them, but the ones I did go to were interesting. Very interesting. I’ve attended many lessons, including Pilates, Morning Yoga and Creating an Art Journal. However, my favourite lessons were the Improvisational Comedy and Musical Improvisational Comedy. Although there both for adults only, I really, really had a ball. The group were very kind, sweet and funny; we played a lot of improvisational games, and activities and we put on a lot of shows. One for the Cabaret, which took place on the second last night and on a Open Mic night. The show was a wonderful turnout. We had large, full audiences  (the children enjoyed them, especially they were allowed to participate, suggesting ideas for our improvisational performances). Also, we had a lot of amazing, talented comedic actors who have delivered the shows to perfection. Without them, the festival wouldn’t have the shows and classes I would regularly participate, attend and enjoy.

KONICA MINOLTA DIGITAL CAMERA

Brymore Academy, where the festival took place this year (2015)

Every year, the festival travels to different locations all over the world. I’ve never travelled aboard with the festival, but I love them within the UK. Most of them are in boarding schools, in the middle of the great, British countryside. This year’s festival was located at Brymore Academy in Cannington, Somerset; a farming, boarding school for boys. It is a stunning location, with beautiful farmland and outstanding landscapes around the school grounds. It also has a swimming pool, heated by solar panels, but go and swim when it’s sunny. I’ve tired swimming when it’s cloudy and it wasn’t a pleasant experience. However, swimming in the beautiful sunshine will be a different experience; I would recommend it, especially if you have children. It’ll be best for them, in case they’ll catch a cold or two. Despite the temperatures, the pool is completely safe and fun for all ages.

I’m not sure about the accommodation within the school grounds as we stayed in a twin bedroom (complete with an en-suite) at the Malt Shovel Inn. The staff, at the time, had agreed to lend some of their rooms to the festival’s visitors. And it was wonderful; simply wonderful. Our room was very clean and the staff were very generous of cleaning and reorganising our room while my mother and I were at the festival. Before we returned home, mother and I had breakfast at the Inn. Our meals were top-notch; mother had poach eggs on toast and I had a Full English (minus the sausage, toast and baked beans). The service was brilliant too; the owners even had a dog there, who was so good and had been really good company. We really enjoyed our stay; it has been an absolute pleasure.

3852757_1_y

The Malt Shovel Inn, where I stayed with my mother.

Although we had one day at the Inn for a meal, mother and I had the food at the festival, for most of the holiday. Decided volunteers and chiefs have certainly put a lot of effort to create fabulous meals. At breakfast, lunch and dinner, visitors, teachers and volunteers are treated to alternative and macrobiotic meals. Each meal is delicately prepared and suited everyone’s taste, whether you have food allergies (like me), or a huge fan of one or both meals. I would highly recommend the macrobiotic food throughout an entire week; it will change your life.

Overall, I give OneWorld a thousand out of ten because of the beautiful surroundings (although, the locations may change within the next year or a couple), amazing entertainment, outstanding food, excellent accommodation and a week, full of excitement and guaranteed fun. If you want a festival with everything, then adventure to OneWorld next summer.

If you sign up to the festival’s mailing list, and want to attend or volunteer the festival, please click on this link below:

https://oneworldcamp.com/

Please bear in mind that it may take the festival a week to three weeks to organise and publish a full schedule before each event.        

Advertisements

What Are My Aspirations For the Summer Holidays?

As well as writing a Bucket List for the summer, I also have aspirations to keep my life on track – and to keep healthy.

In the past, I have never kept my health up to date; mainly because I’ve been busy and pretty lazy. So to change my ways, I’ve decided to keep fit and take on health classes. I decided to try:

  • Zumba
  • Aqua Aerobics
  • Swimming
  • Badminton
  • Walking
  • Gym

I’ve already tired Zumba, Aqua Aerobics, walking and swimming; I really enjoyed these classes, and activities and will return to them within the next week.

I’m going to look at fitness activities when I’m away on holiday and see how much difference it’ll make when I reach September.

Also, I’m going to try to cut back on food by eating healthier. All my loved ones have told me that stomachs are about the same size as a human fist and it’s very important to listen to your body; it’s like another human being only it lives inside of you. So, I’m going to try and cut the limit of starch, unhealthy main meals, desserts and snacks. For breakfast, I’m to have three slices of bread instead of four, have occasional unhealthy food (either once every two – three weeks or once a month), and try my best to eat more vegan and vegetarian food.

So, that’s it – that’s my aspiration for the summer. Do you have any aspirations for this summer, this year or next year?

I hope you are all enjoying the rest of the summer (or the first week if you live in the UK).

Gigi Xxx

Trouble Booking a Holiday? Here Are 4 Best Blogs to Read About Holidays!

Looking for somewhere to go this summer? Stuck and stressing over ideas? Well, look no further.

In this special post, I’ll be suggesting my top four blogs, based on holiday travel. These blogs are based on the variety of places to go, things to see and uniqueness. So without further ado, here are my top ten.

Heather on Her Travels

This blog, from Heather Cowper will take you to amazing destinations and inspire you to book those aeroplane tickets. Here, you’ll read stories from her travels in the UK, Europe and around the world. Not only that, but Heather will suggest great food, places to stay and the best sightsees within each destination.

To Read More, Click Here: http://www.heatheronhertravels.com/

Girl Tweets World

It’s not every day that a professional and social media manager moves from the UK to Australia. Well, it’s happened to Jayne Gorman. After living in London for twelve years, Jayne is now living in Sydney where she explores the city in so sights and sightsees.

Not only she writes about her experiences living in Sydney, Jayne also writes about blogging, and her life, good food around the world (as well as London and Sydney) and books.

To Read More, Click Here: http://www.girltweetsworld.com/

World Travel Family

Just how easy or hard is it to travel, with two boys? Ask Alyson, James, D and Boo.

They have been travelling for a while but their recent travels and this blog started in 2013 when they left their home in Australia and they haven’t looked back since.

In this family blog, Alyson writes about places to go, what to buy whilst travelling, food and home-schooling while travelling, explaining how it could improve education for children and teenagers.

To Read More, Click Here: http://worldtravelfamily.com/

48 Hour Adventure

In 2010, Chris started travelling on short breaks around the world and has been doing it ever since.

With 48 Hour Adventure, you’ll find and read striking articles about each destination and country, where in 48 hours readers will discover hotspots, great food and what to look out for during your travels.

To Read More, Click Here: http://www.48houradventure.com/

Well, there you have it – my top four best holiday blogs.

What’s your favourite holiday blog? Where would you like to travel this summer or next summer?

I hope you all have a wonderful summer, wherever you are. Hopefully, you’ll travel to amazing places and discover new adventures in the world. But don’t fret, I won’t disappear this summer, as I will try to write as many articles as I can.

Until then,

Gigi. Xx

WAITING FOR A RAINBOW: CATCHING DREAMS – SUNDAY 10TH MAY 2015

“I’m ready to come out of my shell and face the world; how am I going to do it, I just don’t know”.

May 2015

Sunday 10th May

Well, here goes the end of another weekend; time to bring on another working week. Argh! This weekend has been very productive.

Yesterday, I went shopping and I had Pret a Manger lunch with my Mum. Today, I went to Oxburgh Hall in Norfolk with Ann. And oh my goodness, the hall is beautiful.

Oxburgh is full of English countryside with lambs, and kids, trees, dens, rivers, dams and wooden cravings. The hall is beautiful too; it has very fine Medieval, Tudor and Victorian architecture. The hall even has a priest hole where visitors can go into, but it’s a very tight corner. I went inside and I took a long time to get out as I took so many pictures of the hole. After I go out, Ann was tempted to go in, but she didn’t; that was when I discovered Ann’s fear of tight corners. I don’t blame her to be honest. If you feel claustrophobic, you shouldn’t feel or be pressured to do things you don’t want to.

In between our day out, Ann and I played games after we had a picnic lunch. There was a games cupboard where visitors can play within the grounds. The games we played were noughts and crosses, jenga and ring toss. Also, we sang along to songs (mostly Motown) when we travelled to the hall and back home. Gosh, it’s so much fun having a cousin; we generally have a blast.

Song #1: Dancing in the Street by Martha and the Vandellas: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qWS1j7ezqTg

This favourite, upbeat song of mine is one of the songs Ann and I played on our playlist. Originally  this was the likely song I was going to use to conclude ‘Waiting For A Rainbow’, but I’ve put it there as it shows that this song is opening it’s new doors to me. Every time I listen, I love to imagine myself, walking alone in a street into the setting sun, underneath a lamp post. I don’t know why, but that’s my imagination. He-he. 🙂

DSC_1043_2

Oxburgh Hall

DSC_1057_1

One of the moat bridges, near the estate

DSC_1207_2

16th Century tapestry, hand-made by Mary Queen of Scots  

DSC_1235_1

Entrance to the Priest Hole…

DSC_1349

One of the woodland walks

DSC_1394_2

DSC_1395_2

Some of the flowers in the kitchen gardens

In between work, Ann and home, I’ve been planning on possible future holidays; Ann and I are thinking of going away on a weekend holiday to Liverpool in the summer holidays. We’ve been talking about it for a year and I cannot wait to go (if we can the plans in full swing). Also, I’m still trying to find holiday groups and NAS support workers who I could travel with for holidays too. I’m not sure how it’ll go, but I hope I’ll soon be coming out of my shell no time soon.

Song #2: I’m Coming Out by Diana Ross: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zbYcte4ZEgQ

This song explains me, bringing out my confidence and bringing more positive experiences into my life. 🙂

This song explains about me, slowly coming out of my shell in my study and social lives. And truly, I want the world to know and I’m going to let it show! 😉

WAITING FOR A RAINBOW – 1ST SEPTEMBER 2014 – PART III

Note: This is really long and I’m afraid I don’t have songs, but I’m leaving down to you to decide whither you want to read this post or not. I won’t be offended. 

The next class I attended with Mum was Introduction to Mediumship.

In my first session, we were joined by ten individuals inside a small marquee tent in the school fields. The teacher, M R started the class; she gave an introduction about the class and led us with an opening mediation prayer. Then, M put the group into pairs or threes and instructed us to close our eyes; listen, see or feel anything while mediating. If we do, we had to write down information about the spirit we were contacting. We had five minutes to complete this task. Then, we had to share our experiences.

Then, M R swapped partners around and asked the class to take out an object that belongs to us or used to belong to someone else (we know or knew).  However, M R would change the second task. In two out of the four classes I attended, M R would put the class into pairs and instruct them to write ten things about ourselves, including names of our friends, names of places, etc. Then, each pair has to visualise each other using their energy source and write down what they have seen, heard or felt while mediating. When we were finished, everyone had to share what they wrote down to see if they were correct or not.

I was struggling by the second session. But there was help; I was talking with C before we started one of the Improv Comedy sessions. While were talking, I brought the situation. C suggested that I should listen to the spirits when I ask them questions and play tricks on them I can communicate with them. I took on her advice and when I tried it worked – very well. I couldn’t have been more pleased with myself.

On our first night, Mum and I had a chillax in the Main Marquee (which is also in the school fields); I met M, X and JJ there because we were about to put on an Adult Comedy Show. There were other who joined us too – U and Y. Together, we were the Saucy Bikers. During the show, the Saucer Bikers would perform activates and stand-up comedy we’ve done in the Improvisation Comedy lessons.

We played many games and some of them, we were trying involve the audience in the Marquee. We only played for two nights but we gave them our best shot.

I was involved in a lot of games, including A Day in the Life and the Interview Game.

We also did Musical Improvisation Comedy. I had never this before; to be honest, I wasn’t sure about doing this. However, M insisted we should all join in. With an offer like that, I couldn’t say “no”.

The audience had to suggest three words that the Saucy Bikers had to use in our lyrics. Then, M told us what we had to sing and what form, whither it was a verse, the chorus, Gospel, Rap or Opera.

In one song, the words we received were “Tapirs”, “Drinking” and “Coffee”; the song was then called, “Why Tapirs Love Drinking Coffee”. Then, U who organised the Musical Comedy section in the show came up to each individual in the Saucy Bikers and told us what parts and forms we had to sing. Most people were given verses or chorus. However, U suggested I should do Opera, while L had to rap. L was panicking; she was looking at me because she didn’t know what to do. Politely and with a friendly smile, I suggested that we should go for it. This turned out well – the audience were laughing along with us.

At the end of our last show, the Saucy Bikers congratulated themselves and high-fived with each other before we left to join the rest of the evening’s festivities.

I went to find Mum, who was still in the Marquee and sitting on a couch (there were loads of couches for everyone to sit down). But, she wasn’t alone; sitting next to her was a young woman. I sat next to them and we began to talk. Unfortunately, we didn’t catch her name. She told us that she came from a small part of Europe called the La petite Sibérie (Little Siberia). This is between France and Switzerland; but it is very cold over there and the snow falls heavily in the winter.

Next evening, Mum took me to the Angelic Harmony Therapy class. She went there before I started the Comedy show. She confessed that she had felt a sensation within her, telling her that she should take me with her to the next session.

The teacher who ran the class welcomed individuals into the class with open arms.

When the class began, she (the teacher) showed the group how to commit to the therapy classes. First, we had to create a circle. Then, three people had to volunteer to sit in the middle of the circle and sit on the chairs; this depends what healing process they want from the angels, i.e. Raphael for courage (which was the one I had) or Samuel for self-love. Altogether, the rest of the group will heal the people, singing the names of their chosen angels. While singing, the group lead by the teacher created a powerful vibe in the tent. When the vibe was strong enough, we created a bubble, using our energy resources to heal them; if individuals within the group want to, they could heal themselves by placing the energy around their bodies and charka’s.

Feeling the vibe around me, my hands and realising how powerful it was, my mind was blown away. At the end of the session, a few people were crying and hugging.

When we left the session and were walking back to Lockyers, Mum was smiling; I was speechless. It took me some time before I started talking again; when I did, all I ever talked about was how inspiring the class was. The Therapy class has helped me to see healing in a different way; I hope this experience will help me towards the next stages of my life, walking into new directions and waiting for new opportunities to arise.

On Day Four, I attended the Zendoodle and Zentangle Art Class. Zendoodle and Zentangle Art is a mediation session were everyone in the class would draw, colour or paint using patterns.

In my mind, I thought about drawing a circle. It wasn’t until the end of the class that I drew a Chinese ying and yang circle, with bright colours of a peacock and dark colours of a tiger.

Later in the afternoon, I attended the Law of Attraction class.

The class was very interesting; at first, I thought the Law of Attraction was about how to make someone fall in love with you. Then, I realised that the class was about allowing yourself to feel emotions from bad experiences you have suffered. All we had to do was to take the emotions away and replace them with happy memories, positive feelings, and set dreams and targets, using special breathing techniques.

Yoga Body Jazz is a mixed variety of dancing and yoga. The session allowed our bodies to be carefree while dancing to upbeat music (mostly Santana); this is a good way to warm ourselves up, just as long as we don’t hurt ourselves. To do that, we warm different parts of the body; one-by-one. This was followed by a yoga and a meditating session, not long afterwards.

When the session was finished, Mum and I were packing away our yoga mats when R came over to talk to us. We catched up on the latest news and what we were doing now; I was really excited when I told R that I was starting the Foundation Degree Course.

I don’t know what happened next, if I told her that I wanted to be actress or if she asked before I told her but R told me an inspirational story about a person she knew. This person spent her free time playing in a band. The person was going through a difficult phase as she was working too. She was struggling but R managed to support and guide this person. In the end, she made a choice to keep her job and stay with her band. Now, she plays once a month and is very happy.

“Don’t give up”, R said when she finished telling me the story, “Keep believing in your dreams”.

On my last day, I decided (for a change) to not go to Improv Comedy and try Water Aerobics. I hope that M doesn’t mind, I thought.

It was a beautiful and sunny afternoon; before I started the session, I sat down on the grass, next to the outdoor pool and read my book, “Jane”. There were no changing rooms nearby and the pool (I could see when I was standing up) had solar panels next to the edge.

A few minutes later, I was still waiting for the teacher to come and start the lesson. When I stood up, I noticed a male lifeguard coming towards me. I asked him if the Aerobics class was on and he said it was on; he pointed out to a lady who talked to me who was the teacher.

The Water Aerobics session was interesting. For an hour, a man, a woman and I did regular exercises in the pool like running or jogging. I never thought that doing these exercises was going to be hard, especially running and going under the water with floats. I also had fun with the floats – every time I want to do an exercise with them, the knots would untie themselves and I threw back onto the side of the pool. Although I had some difficulty, I had lots of fun doing the Aerobics.

In the Main Marquee (in the evening), there were varieties of entertainment for the whole family. This includes the Improv Comedy and a talent show.

One night, there was a fire show outside the Main Marquee, introducing a few volunteers and children (all of them were boys between the ages of eight and twelve years). There were lit up hula-hoop displays too. The crowd went wild for them and the kids were having a wonderful time; they were absolute professionals.

On the last night, there was a final show; everyone came together to perform and show what we’ve done at the festival. There was a pixie-fairy show, starring the children, an Impro Musical Comedy show by the adults, Improv Comedy from the kids, and teens; a twisted show of Robert Louis Stevenson’s Treasure Island and a performance of Michael Jackson’s Thriller by an amazing team of dancers.

I also took part with the Singing for All choir and performed three songs.

Unfortunately in the middle of the show, it started to rain. Not long after, the Marquee was overcrowded; there wasn’t much room and it was very noisy. It didn’t help for those were doing the show as some members were talking over the performances while they were running.

At the end of the show, there was a live DJ who came in and played music. Everyone boogied down until the night is out; myself being one of them, but I didn’t stay up too late.

Our meal times were interesting and adventurous; Mum and I met many different people and I learned so much about their hobbies and cultures. Some were from the UK and across the globe. We would talk while eating our meals at the same time.

One lunchtime, regular sounds of talking and children playing were interpreted by an all singing and dancing conga line, full of people. All of them were from the Improv Comedy class including R, M and X. I realised that they were celebrating a birthday – A’s; A was one of the peers from the Improv class. The line started inside the dining room. Then, everyone danced around the cafeteria garden. In the middle of the conga, I asked Mum if I can join in.

“If you want”, she answered plainly.

I quickly joined to the back of the line, happily singing:

Birthday conga,

Birthday conga,

Birthday conga;

Happy Birthday A,

Happy Birthday A.

Then, A’s cake was brought out and the group sang “Happy Birthday” before I returned to Mum and ate my lunch.

On our last day, Mum and I left after brunch. We said our goodbyes to our friends and drove for fifteen miles.

We spent the afternoon in Glastonbury. We first went to Clark’s Village. We did some shopping and bought lunch from Pert a Manager. Then, we drove and walked into the town centre; we passed the ruins of Glastonbury Abbey, sadly destroyed during the Dissolution of the Monasteries. We stopped in a car park nearby and hopped on a small mini-bus which took us and a few passengers up the hill to the Tor. The Tor is set on a hill and the tower is a grade one listed building. There have been many legends that St Patrick had visited and King Arthur is buried there with his Queen Consort, Guinevere. Mum and I climbed up a steep hill before we reached the tower; we didn’t stay long though as it was very windy. We found a short cut and walked down to the outskirts of the town centre and made another stop to The Chalice Well and Gardens.

The Chalice and Gardens is a holy place where spiritualists come to heal themselves and have a reflection of prayer. The gardens were beautiful; all round, there was nothing but nature at its finest. There is no noise coming from outside – just the sound of the wind gently blowing in the breeze. We also saw butterflies fluttering in the sun. Most of the time, Mum and I sat on the benches, enjoying the stillness of the gardens. I took a dip in the healing pool in King Arthur’s Court, while holding on the stone stair-rail behind me. With my black wellingtons on my feet, I could feel the energy source from the water but it wasn’t cold. Mum and I also drunk some pure spring water (using our palms). It was a real struggle because the water kept pouring out but we managed after a while. It was cool and refreshing. Then, we sat down in the Angel Seat, which was covered by an arched hedge with ornaments tied on top of it; there were hairbands, crucifix beads and multi-coloured bracelets. I was amazed and touched by them. I couldn’t stop looking at them. Mum told me that people leave ornaments to make wishes. I didn’t have anything to tie up so I gently held a leaf on my finger tips and made a wish for myself. Finally, we walked up to the sanctuary, where there was a small altar with a statue of Mary and baby Jesus opposite Well Head. Below the statue, there were small candles, but five of them weren’t lit. I found one candle and lit it against another. When the flame was there, I placed it in front of the statue. Unfortunately, the wind blew it out and I had to repeat the same process again. As I was about to place the candle in its original place, Mum found a space in the shadow part of the altar, on the left-hand side.

“Why don’t you put it there?” she suggested.

And that’s what I did.

The gardens were paradise and we didn’t want to leave but we knew we had too.

After we visited the gardens, walked back into Glastonbury town and ate our lunch before setting off home; we arrived in the early evening.

Throughout the holiday, I decided to go without technology for 168 hours. However, I love my technology so much; I couldn’t live without it.

To be continued…

WAITING FOR A RAINBOW – 1ST SEPTEMBER 2014 – PART II

Note: This is really long and I’m afraid I don’t have songs, but I’m leaving down to you to decide whither you want to read this post or not. I won’t be offended. 

On the twelfth of August the twelfth, Mum and I went on holiday to the OneWorld Festival. We were there until the eighteenth. OneWorld is a spiritual festival, which travels around the UK and aboard every year. This year, the festival was in Somerset. We’ve been to the festival before but this was the first time we’ve been for two years; I choose not to go last year because of my studies.

Because they travel a lot, the festival accommodates their visitors in boarding secondary schools in the UK; visitors are given a choice. They can either camp or hire a dormitory room.

This year, we stayed at the Brymore Academy School for Boys. Brymore is a farming school and is set in the beautiful Somerset countryside between the villages of Minehead and Cannington. The school also has a farm and it is used by students for them to learn farming skills which is part of their lessons.

Mum and I stayed outside the school grounds, near the farm. Our accommodation was a newly built bungalow, called Lockyers. We were lucky; we were one of the first people to use it. Later, it’ll be used as a holiday rent cottage. Inside, there was a large kitchen, a living room, a bathroom and three bedrooms along the corridor. Mum and I slept in one of the master bedrooms or “the middle bedroom” as I like to call it. We shared Lockyers with a woman in her late forties and her teenage son in one room and a middle-aged couple in the other.

Inside our room, there were cream and white walls, a king-sized double bed, wardrobe, Chester drawers and French doors, leading out to the car park. Outside, there is more farmland and a road leading to the school grounds.

Later in the afternoon, staff and visitors came together in the main field and formed a giant circle to open the annual 19th OneWorld Festival. To declare the festival open, everyone had to join hands and pass on an electric energy to the person next to them. The opening ceremony turned out to be a comical one; the energy was taking it’s time when suddenly, someone had an idea; the idea was squeezing hands to make the energy go faster. Then out of the blue, the squeezing hands turned into a Mexican wave. We laughed all the way to the end and clapped when we finished.

Then, we had two small sessions. First was Qi Gong, followed by a mediation prayer, which involved body movement, and thanking Mother Earth for giving us life, nourishment, and feeding everything around the earth.

Unfortunately, Mum and I couldn’t see anything expect for a couple of stars. It was too cloudy and the lights from Lockyers were switched on. I was disappointed that I didn’t get a chance to see the shower but there will be more of them in the future.

During our five days, we attended lessons that were going on around the school. Before we went on holiday, I drew up a timetable so I can remember the classes I have attended:

Wednesday 13th Thursday 14th Friday 15th Saturday 16th Sunday 17th
06.30
  07.00
       07.30
  08.00
08.30 Breakfast Breakfast Breakfast Breakfast Breakfast
  09.00
09.30 The Real Me (Room 5) The Real Me (Room 5) Zendoodle Art – Zentangles & Zendalas (Art Room 1) Yoga Body Jazz (Main Marquee) Yoga Body Jazz (Main Marquee)
10.00
10.30
11.00 Break Break Break Break Break
11.30 Free Period Singing For All (Sports Hall) Singing For All (Sports Hall) Singing For All (Sports Hall) Singing For All (Sports Hall)
12.00
12.30
13.00 Lunch Lunch Lunch Lunch Lunch
  13.30
14.00
14.30 Improvisation Comedy (Main Common Room) Improvisation Comedy (Main Common Room) Improvisation Comedy (Main Common Room) Improvisation Comedy (Main Common Room)
  15.00 Aqua Fit or Water Aerobics (Swimming Pool)
15.30
16.00
16.30 Introduction to Mediumship (The Bee Hive) Introduction to Mediumship (The Bee Hive) Law of Attraction… Simples (Room 5) Introduction to Mediumship (The Bee Hive) Introduction to Mediumship (The Bee Hive)
17.00
17.30
18.00 Dinner Dinner Dinner Dinner Dinner
18.30
19.00
19.30 Free Period Angelic Harmony Therapy (The Yurt) Free Period Free Period OneWorld Final Show (Main Marquee)
20.00
20.30 Free Period
21.00
21.30
22.00
22.30
23.00
23.30

The first class Mum and I went to was “The Real Me”. In this class, the aim is to support everyone and help them to discover their true identity and their true purposes.

In the class, we bumped into old friends, M who teaches Improvisation Comedy and X. They just arrived in the classroom and then, we recognised each other. We talked before our teacher, JJ started the lecture. To start, JJ asked the group to talk about ourselves and share an object that represents us. We had all sorts of objects; from M with her phone and photographs, representing her interest in street photography, Mum with her dog walking bag to me with my journal, explaining my love for creative writing. But there was one story that really interested me. One lady, C (who sat next to me in the class) brought in a broken hair clip, filled with multi-coloured flowers. C in tears, explained to the group what the flowers on the clip meant to her, partially the purple one which was snapped in two. C’s clip touched me; in my mind, I imagined the flowers represented C’s life and her emotions. My heart goes out to her for being really brave sharing the clip with everyone.

Then, JJ gave out spreadsheets to the group; the spreadsheet had a drawing of a mansion house, with two bold lines, separating the ground floor, top floor and the roof. For the next two sessions, we had to focus on the “ground” (or “foundation”) and the “aspiration” levels. We filled in the boxes before reaching the lines and the roof; we focused on:

  1. Support – Who/What Can I Rely for Unconditional Support?
  1. Values – What Core Principles Do I Have That I’m Not Prepared to Compromise?
  1. Strengths – What Strengths Do I Have?
  1. Inspiration – Who Do I Truly Admire and Why?
  1. Vision – How Would I Like My Future to Be?
  1. Attributes – How Would I Like Myself and Others to Describe Me?

In both workshops, JJ gave us a few minutes to fill in each section before we shared our thoughts within the group. Unfortunately, I can’t remember what everyone else in the group or what Mum had said for her sections.

Attributes:

  • Outgoing
  • Bubbly
  • Care free
  • Happy
  • Helpful
  • Hard-working
  • Dreamer/Believer
  • Fair
  • Open-minded
  • Curious
  • Positive
  • Adventurous
  • Calm
  • Brave
  • Friendly
  • Non-judgemental

Vision:

  • Seeking or finding love
  • Being spiritual
  • To go on adventures, i.e. travel and learn different cultures
  • Be courageous; to take the next step in my life
  • To achieve what I want in need in my life and work
  • To inspire others
  • To change lives
  • To trust myself
  • To reach my goals
  • To be stronger

Inspiration:

  • My friends and teachers because their disability doesn’t stop them
  • Jacqueline Wilson who has inspired me to write children’s stories
  • Those who I believe in
  • Kate Winslet because of my interest in acting
  • Kerry Ellis; her work has interested me so much that I want to become an actress, a star or take part in a musical, just like her
  • Children – who I work with and who are in my family

Strengths:

  •  Creativity
  • Curiosity
  • Love of learning
  • Courageous
  • Forgiveness

Values:

  • To take or be in charge in group projects
  • To not help a person in need when they’re nasty
  • To allow myself independence in the near future
  • To allow myself what I’m truly feeling (e.g. emotions inside of me)

Support:

  • My parents
  • My Auntie
  • My Cousin (Carer)
  • Teachers at Drama school
  • My friends who can I trust and rely – but not all of them.

After we completed the boxes, we worked on the roof:

ACTION – WHERE AM I NOW?

JJ suggested that we should re-read the sections, think and write down what we should stop, continue and start doing. On my roof, I wrote:

STOP     CONTINUE          START

  • Being judgemental
  • Holding back
  • Not listening to myself
  • To not help nasty people
  • Rushing things
  • Being by myself so much
  • Being positive
  • Being happy
  • Being creative
  • Dreaming, achieving and believing
  • Working hard on my studies
  • Exploring the things I want to do
  • Write/publish children’s stories
  • Getting involved in teamwork
  • Read more books
  • Getting out of my comfort zone

When we finished our spreadsheets on the second day, JJ lead us into a closing circle and we said our final goodbyes while mediating and listening to the song, “Happy New Year”. Although it was too early to celebrate the New Year, the song represented the next chapter of our lives, trying to change and making them better.

On the first day, I decided to go to the Singing for All class after “The Real Me”. However, M said that the teacher L was ill and has decided to cancel the first session. So, I decided to the Creative Writing Therapy class with Mum but it was cancelled too! In the end, we decided to walk into Cannington Village and had an early lunch.

The next day, L was feeling better. I went to the singing class; Mum decided to come along too.

In L sessions, we sang all kinds of songs, mostly from different cultures. There were some everyone (expect for new people, including Mum and I) knew. Together, we learned all of them; within half an hour, we would know them off by heart. On our first session, we rehearsed a song about honouring our grandparents, made noises of the Rainforest using our voices, and bodies (chanted some Swahili or was is Zulu?), all the way from Africa and learned two songs in English, “Swinging Down Charity” and “Let It Go”, which were written by L herself.  The next day, we learned how to sing “Happy Birthday” in Welsh. It was M’s birthday; she recently went there on holiday so L led the group to sing these words to M:

Pen-blwydd Hapus i chi, Penblwydd Hapus i chi.

Pen-blwydd Hapus annwyl Maureen.

Pen-blwydd Hapus i chi.

The next session I went too, was Improvisation Comedy, M’s class. This time, I went on my own. X and JJ were there. I also bumped into another familiar face, R G.

R is a yoga teacher and works with children who have special needs.

When M starts her classes, she leads the entire group to a few warm-ups including sway-dancing to “Mambo Number 5”, walking, and pointing to objects around the Main Common Room and create an imaginary story out of it.

We also played games – “Red Ball, Blue Ball and Jelly”, News Interviews, the list goes on.

To be continued….

Waiting For A Rainbow – 1st September 2014 – Part III

The next class I attended with Mum was Introduction to Mediumship.

In my first session, we were joined by ten individuals inside a small marquee tent in the school fields. The teacher, M R started the class; she gave an introduction about the class and led us with an opening mediation prayer. Then, M put the group into pairs or threes and instructed us to close our eyes; listen, see or feel anything while mediating. If we do, we had to write down information about the spirit we were contacting. We had five minutes to complete this task. Then, we had to share our experiences.

Then, M R swapped partners around and asked the class to take out an object that belongs to us or used to belong to someone else (we know or knew).  However, M R would change the second task. In two out of the four classes I attended, M R would put the class into pairs and instruct them to write ten things about ourselves, including names of our friends, names of places, etc. Then, each pair has to visualise each other using their energy source and write down what they have seen, heard or felt while mediating. When we were finished, everyone had to share what they wrote down to see if they were correct or not.

I was struggling by the second session. But there was help; I was talking with C before we started one of the Improv Comedy sessions. While were talking, I brought the situation. C suggested that I should listen to the spirits when I ask them questions and play tricks on them I can communicate with them. I took on her advice and when I tried it worked – very well. I couldn’t have been more pleased with myself.

On our first night, Mum and I had a chillax in the Main Marquee (which is also in the school fields); I met M, X and JJ there because we were about to put on an Adult Comedy Show. There were other who joined us too – U and Y. Together, we were the Saucy Bikers. During the show, the Saucer Bikers would perform activates and stand-up comedy we’ve done in the Improvisation Comedy lessons.

We played many games and some of them, we were trying involve the audience in the Marquee. We only played for two nights but we gave them our best shot.

I was involved in a lot of games, including A Day in the Life and the Interview Game.

We also did Musical Improvisation Comedy. I had never this before; to be honest, I wasn’t sure about doing this. However, M insisted we should all join in. With an offer like that, I couldn’t say “no”.

The audience had to suggest three words that the Saucy Bikers had to use in our lyrics. Then, M told us what we had to sing and what form, whither it was a verse, the chorus, Gospel, Rap or Opera.

In one song, the words we received were “Tapirs”, “Drinking” and “Coffee”; the song was then called, “Why Tapirs Love Drinking Coffee”. Then, U who organised the Musical Comedy section in the show came up to each individual in the Saucy Bikers and told us what parts and forms we had to sing. Most people were given verses or chorus. However, U suggested I should do Opera, while L had to rap. L was panicking; she was looking at me because she didn’t know what to do. Politely and with a friendly smile, I suggested that we should go for it. This turned out well – the audience were laughing along with us.

At the end of our last show, the Saucy Bikers congratulated themselves and high-fived with each other before we left to join the rest of the evening’s festivities.

I went to find Mum, who was still in the Marquee and sitting on a couch (there were loads of couches for everyone to sit down). But, she wasn’t alone; sitting next to her was a young woman. I sat next to them and we began to talk. Unfortunately, we didn’t catch her name. She told us that she came from a small part of Europe called the La petite Sibérie (Little Siberia). This is between France and Switzerland; but it is very cold over there and the snow falls heavily in the winter.

Next evening, Mum took me to the Angelic Harmony Therapy class. She went there before I started the Comedy show. She confessed that she had felt a sensation within her, telling her that she should take me with her to the next session.

The teacher who ran the class welcomed individuals into the class with open arms.

When the class began, she (the teacher) showed the group how to commit to the therapy classes. First, we had to create a circle. Then, three people had to volunteer to sit in the middle of the circle and sit on the chairs; this depends what healing process they want from the angels, i.e. Raphael for courage (which was the one I had) or Samuel for self-love. Altogether, the rest of the group will heal the people, singing the names of their chosen angels. While singing, the group lead by the teacher created a powerful vibe in the tent. When the vibe was strong enough, we created a bubble, using our energy resources to heal them; if individuals within the group want to, they could heal themselves by placing the energy around their bodies and charka’s.

Feeling the vibe around me, my hands and realising how powerful it was, my mind was blown away. At the end of the session, a few people were crying and hugging.

When we left the session and were walking back to Lockyers, Mum was smiling; I was speechless. It took me some time before I started talking again; when I did, all I ever talked about was how inspiring the class was. The Therapy class has helped me to see healing in a different way; I hope this experience will help me towards the next stages of my life, walking into new directions and waiting for new opportunities to arise.

On Day Four, I attended the Zendoodle and Zentangle Art Class. Zendoodle and Zentangle Art is a mediation session were everyone in the class would draw, colour or paint using patterns.

In my mind, I thought about drawing a circle. It wasn’t until the end of the class that I drew a Chinese ying and yang circle, with bright colours of a peacock and dark colours of a tiger.

Later in the afternoon, I attended the Law of Attraction class.

The class was very interesting; at first, I thought the Law of Attraction was about how to make someone fall in love with you. Then, I realised that the class was about allowing yourself to feel emotions from bad experiences you have suffered. All we had to do was to take the emotions away and replace them with happy memories, positive feelings, and set dreams and targets, using special breathing techniques.

Yoga Body Jazz is a mixed variety of dancing and yoga. The session allowed our bodies to be carefree while dancing to upbeat music (mostly Santana); this is a good way to warm ourselves up, just as long as we don’t hurt ourselves. To do that, we warm different parts of the body; one-by-one. This was followed by a yoga and a meditating session, not long afterwards.

When the session was finished, Mum and I were packing away our yoga mats when R came over to talk to us. We catched up on the latest news and what we were doing now; I was really excited when I told R that I was starting the Foundation Degree Course.

I don’t know what happened next, if I told her that I wanted to be actress or if she asked before I told her but R told me an inspirational story about a person she knew. This person spent her free time playing in a band. The person was going through a difficult phase as she was working too. She was struggling but R managed to support and guide this person. In the end, she made a choice to keep her job and stay with her band. Now, she plays once a month and is very happy.

“Don’t give up”, R said when she finished telling me the story, “Keep believing in your dreams”.

On my last day, I decided (for a change) to not go to Improv Comedy and try Water Aerobics. I hope that M doesn’t mind, I thought.

It was a beautiful and sunny afternoon; before I started the session, I sat down on the grass, next to the outdoor pool and read my book, “Jane”. There were no changing rooms nearby and the pool (I could see when I was standing up) had solar panels next to the edge.

A few minutes later, I was still waiting for the teacher to come and start the lesson. When I stood up, I noticed a male lifeguard coming towards me. I asked him if the Aerobics class was on and he said it was on; he pointed out to a lady who talked to me who was the teacher.

The Water Aerobics session was interesting. For an hour, a man, a woman and I did regular exercises in the pool like running or jogging. I never thought that doing these exercises was going to be hard, especially running and going under the water with floats. I also had fun with the floats – every time I want to do an exercise with them, the knots would untie themselves and I threw back onto the side of the pool. Although I had some difficulty, I had lots of fun doing the Aerobics.

In the Main Marquee (in the evening), there were varieties of entertainment for the whole family. This includes the Improv Comedy and a talent show.

One night, there was a fire show outside the Main Marquee, introducing a few volunteers and children (all of them were boys between the ages of eight and twelve years). There were lit up hula-hoop displays too. The crowd went wild for them and the kids were having a wonderful time; they were absolute professionals.

On the last night, there was a final show; everyone came together to perform and show what we’ve done at the festival. There was a pixie-fairy show, starring the children, an Impro Musical Comedy show by the adults, Improv Comedy from the kids, and teens; a twisted show of Robert Louis Stevenson’s Treasure Island and a performance of Michael Jackson’s Thriller by an amazing team of dancers.

I also took part with the Singing for All choir and performed three songs.

Unfortunately in the middle of the show, it started to rain. Not long after, the Marquee was overcrowded; there wasn’t much room and it was very noisy. It didn’t help for those were doing the show as some members were talking over the performances while they were running.

At the end of the show, there was a live DJ who came in and played music. Everyone boogied down until the night is out; myself being one of them, but I didn’t stay up too late.

Our meal times were interesting and adventurous; Mum and I met many different people and I learned so much about their hobbies and cultures. Some were from the UK and across the globe. We would talk while eating our meals at the same time.

One lunchtime, regular sounds of talking and children playing were interpreted by an all singing and dancing conga line, full of people. All of them were from the Improv Comedy class including R, M and X. I realised that they were celebrating a birthday – A’s; A was one of the peers from the Improv class. The line started inside the dining room. Then, everyone danced around the cafeteria garden. In the middle of the conga, I asked Mum if I can join in.

“If you want”, she answered plainly.

I quickly joined to the back of the line, happily singing:

Birthday conga,

Birthday conga,

Birthday conga;

Happy Birthday A,

Happy Birthday A.

Then, A’s cake was brought out and the group sang “Happy Birthday” before I returned to Mum and ate my lunch.

On our last day, Mum and I left after brunch. We said our goodbyes to our friends and drove for fifteen miles.

We spent the afternoon in Glastonbury. We first went to Clark’s Village. We did some shopping and bought lunch from Pert a Manager. Then, we drove and walked into the town centre; we passed the ruins of Glastonbury Abbey, sadly destroyed during the Dissolution of the Monasteries. We stopped in a car park nearby and hopped on a small mini-bus which took us and a few passengers up the hill to the Tor. The Tor is set on a hill and the tower is a grade one listed building. There have been many legends that St Patrick had visited and King Arthur is buried there with his Queen Consort, Guinevere. Mum and I climbed up a steep hill before we reached the tower; we didn’t stay long though as it was very windy. We found a short cut and walked down to the outskirts of the town centre and made another stop to The Chalice Well and Gardens.

The Chalice and Gardens is a holy place where spiritualists come to heal themselves and have a reflection of prayer. The gardens were beautiful; all round, there was nothing but nature at its finest. There is no noise coming from outside – just the sound of the wind gently blowing in the breeze. We also saw butterflies fluttering in the sun. Most of the time, Mum and I sat on the benches, enjoying the stillness of the gardens. I took a dip in the healing pool in King Arthur’s Court, while holding on the stone stair-rail behind me. With my black wellingtons on my feet, I could feel the energy source from the water but it wasn’t cold. Mum and I also drunk some pure spring water (using our palms). It was a real struggle because the water kept pouring out but we managed after a while. It was cool and refreshing. Then, we sat down in the Angel Seat, which was covered by an arched hedge with ornaments tied on top of it; there were hairbands, crucifix beads and multi-coloured bracelets. I was amazed and touched by them. I couldn’t stop looking at them. Mum told me that people leave ornaments to make wishes. I didn’t have anything to tie up so I gently held a leaf on my finger tips and made a wish for myself. Finally, we walked up to the sanctuary, where there was a small altar with a statue of Mary and baby Jesus opposite Well Head. Below the statue, there were small candles, but five of them weren’t lit. I found one candle and lit it against another. When the flame was there, I placed it in front of the statue. Unfortunately, the wind blew it out and I had to repeat the same process again. As I was about to place the candle in its original place, Mum found a space in the shadow part of the altar, on the left-hand side.

“Why don’t you put it there?” she suggested.

And that’s what I did.

The gardens were paradise and we didn’t want to leave but we knew we had too.

After we visited the gardens, walked back into Glastonbury town and ate our lunch before setting off home; we arrived in the early evening.

Throughout the holiday, I decided to go without technology for 168 hours. However, I love my technology so much; I couldn’t live without it.

 

To be continued…