globetrottingrosie

 Okay, so spirituality isn't for everyone. In fact, not everyone participates in self-care, either. Not properly, anyway. I don't know about you, and your experiences, but I've always felt different from everybody else- and until recently, I've found it so hard to come up with reasons as to why I've struggled so much in various aspects of my life. For starters, my health is not the same as everybody else's. As a child and teenager, I was bullied in school (verbally) and all my school reports said the same thing- Rosie needs to put her hand up more in class. I was always the quiet one. As I developed, I was able to make a few very close friends. However, I have often felt very socially anxious - especially if I'm in a group of people of up to more than four - especially so if they are people of a similar age. You'll often finding me sitting or standing slightly outside of any kind of social circle- even now. I even transferred universities after the secon...

   What is love, in the 21st century? Tinder, Bumble, elite, match. We all wonder, what is our destiny But can never seem to find,  the right catch.   What is love, in the 21st century? Taking numbers, swapping Facebooks Oh wait, but what if he's a narcissist-  Better not let him off the hook.   What is love in the 21st century? Meaningless sex, and ST'I's.   What is love, in the 21st century? LGBT- are you straight, Gay or Bi?   What is love in the 21st century? Take it slow, nah, Let's get a mortgage Oh wait- he must be a narcissist   What is love, in the 21st century? #datenightwithhubby #letsgetthebubbly   What is love in the 21st century? Date nights? Nah- couples on their phones   What is love, in the 21st century? Oh, hang on, global pandemic- Outside takeaways  #pandemicdating   What is love in the 21st century? I'm really not sure-   ...

 28th December 2020.  As I sit in my living room (the norm of the year) watching a comedy which looked back on how  ridiculous 2020 has been, I can feel anger rising, and I'm not normally an angry person.  For my entire life, I've always felt like I've been searching. Searching for what, I don't know, but in the last couple of months, I've had a lot of flashlight moments, and a lot of anger building up inside.  Augusto Boal, a theatre director famous for his creations of the Forum and Invisible Theatre techniques (where the audience, or witnesses, are fully involved with the actors) claims that politics is our 'sovereign art' while Paulo Freire- an educator and philosopher- claims that 'education should create freedom'.  Now, the comedy I was watching, combined with debates and essays I've written on my MA- have given me another flashlight moment: it's not the coronavirus that's breaking the world- it's actually proving how much we DE...

 Recently at my drama school, there was a poster up on the toilet doors (on the inside, yes!) asking, "What is the best thing about being a woman?" It was probably up for about a month or so.  Yet, only ONE person had written on any of the posters that had been stuck up. The answer was: "THE PHYSICAL ASPECTS!" So basically, their body. But what does this mean? Firstly, I was shocked that only one person had written anything. Secondly, that the only thing that person could reply was that their body was the best thing about being female.  I've noticed, particularly over the course of 2020 (the year of doom) or at least I feel- do we, as women, talk enough to each other about being women? 2020 has been a year of constant health worries for everyone, all genders alike.  There are certain aspects of my health as a woman that I've really struggled with, emotionally as well as mentally.  But it's only since opening up and talking to my friends about these issue...

 I've navigated myself across the subway in NYC; through the crazy  Asian cities of Bankok and Ho Chi Minh; waited for hours and  hours for delayed flights on my travels in Vietnam;  and even clutched onto a puppy for dear life  while on the back of a moped.  I've also had an extra night in Boston when a flight wasn't going out due to  weather...or something along those lines.  (Bankok skyeline) I have so many travelling nightmares, but in all that time I managed  to navigate myself in  not just one, but a few foreign countries where English  was far from the first language.  Yet the two times I've experienced panic attacks have both been in London.  How does this make sense? The first attack struck on my way to Roehampton Uni, about two years ago,  when I was runningvery late and none of the taxi services were available.  (I arrived half an hour late on the first evening.) This week on my way up to Mountview, I ...

 As I embark not on a plane, but on my MA, I feel a new sense of beginnings, amongst a world of chaos.  I recently began typing up the diaries I had kept while travelling in Thailand and Vietnam, and it got me wondering about how we are all searching for the same thing in life: a sense of belonging.  I remember landing in Bankok airport, suddenly feeling as though I belonged. It was a very new feeling, and I couldn't recall feeling that sense of ease and happiness anywhere else.  My expedition in Vietnam didn't quite go according to plan. I should technically still be there, but it seemed as though the world had other plans... Yesterday was my first day on campus for my Masters degree. As I came out of Peckham Rye station, I suddenly realised that we don't always need to travel hundreds of miles to find  the culture fix we might want, or for an exciting new life abroad that we all dream of. I noticed that I was walking through an African area. Street-markets, na...

So, I've been wanting to write this one for a while,  but have been unsure how to write it, as I will have lots of  ex-colleagues who may well be reading this. I'm going to try and be 'positively' realistic - if that's actually a phrase! Dyspraxia is one of those that some of you may know a little about,  but might confuse it with dyslexia. For those of you that have't heard of dyspraxia at all,  the best way to describe it (without using any dictionary definitions)  is as a struggle with co-ordination, spacial awareness,  and a different way of thinking- how we process the information around us, and given to us.  While I was  still working as a Learning Support Assistant,  my colleagues put on a video in an assembly about autism.  The narrator asked, 'Is the wold too bright, too loud and too fast?' This made me really stop and think about who I am,  and how my dyspraxia affects me.  My answer to this question is- YES. The worl...