Friday 28 July 2023

Playing at Releasing Creative Blocks by Dr Elizabeth McCardell, M. Couns., PhD

 

August 2023

 I think we all know what this feels like. You’re sitting in front on your computer, canvas, with your instrument – and nothing happens. Your mind is a blank. You’re thinking, what am I going to write, paint, play? I should think of something soon. Nothing comes. You hop in your car and drive down to the shops, hoping for inspiration. Nothing arises.  Perhaps I should go for a walk…

 Still, a blank screen, still wondering.

 A friend of mine, a writer, has a strategy for getting writing happening. He begins by writing about sitting in front of his computer, with a mug of coffee nearby, the position of his chair, the views through the window: wind in the trees, transient clouds, a twitter of bird song, the reflections in puddles after the last rain, and so forth. As he writes of what is around him, other ideas arise and soon he is in the midst of writing the poem, the story, the essay that he originally was attempting to start.

 A painter friend of mine, instead of attempting to seriously compose the best painting ever, recalls a dream and paints that. Or paints a dot on the page and elaborates images arriving from the dot. Joan Miro, the Spanish painter, did this. He was motivated to do so by the writings of Freud. He allowed emergent images to arise from his unconscious and to play with the images.

Academic thesis writers often feel stuck. Some are filled with such fear (often it’s a fear of failure) that their writing just doesn’t happen. I heard a lot of such stories from my fellow doctoral students when I was writing my PhD thesis years ago. People felt unable to produce anything original, and years and years and years went by with nothing to show for it. The way I got around this was to play with the ideas and to include, in amongst the serious stuff, playful word images. I even included such an idea in the title of my dissertation: Catching the Ball: Constructing the Reciprocity of Embodiment.

 Musicians can feel blocked too and all the trying to create more than just following notes on the page just doesn’t work. The  famous cellist Paul Tortelier, suggested sitting in a darkened room with your eyes shut and just allowing yourself to muck around with sound and see what arises. This works, as I’ve found.

 Thinking more about the musical mind. Some neuroscientists scanned the brains of jazz musicians by placing them in an MRI machine while they engaged in  musical improvisation. The researchers found that during improvisation, activity significantly decreased in a brain region known as the dorsolateral prefrontal cortex. This region is typically active when we’re actively focusing on a specific task, and may work by helping us to inhibit distracting information. While this is beneficial if you’re filling in a tax return, it may actually harm creative thinking by masking the brain’s ability to form spontaneous ideas and connections. By reducing activity in the prefrontal cortex, the musicians were able to freely come up with musical ideas on the spot.

Activating more of your brain than just the part involved in focussed thought, liberates you to be able to play with ideas and images and sounds in familiar and novel ways.  Play is the key. Research is finding that play creates new synaptic connections (the connecting points between neurons) in the brain much faster that deliberate and focused learning. Play is iterative, fun, emotionally meaningful, and it enhances one’s skills.

I like working with creative people; I like participating in their creative liberation. Psychotherapy, and especially hypnotherapy are very good ways to undo creative blocks. Essentially hypnotherapy is the art of playing with ways of thinking and experiencing those thoughts, through  enhanced  awareness. It could be said that hypnotherapy creates a playground where renewed creative juices flow wonderfully. Remember, that though I’m now living in Western Australia I continue to work with clients online and if you happen to be in Perth, give me a call, please.

 

 

Friday 21 July 2023

ELIZA: THE COUNSELLOR by Bronwyn Allen Owen

 

ELIZA: THE COUNSELLOR  by Bronwyn Allen Owen

 

My friend has many tricks

Don’t get me wrong

Good tricks, the best.

To listen deeply to

 the subtext

for grief

pain, being

in the zone

for creative souls

she loves best to counsel.

 

Her place of bliss is

hanging upside down

under the surface of the Indian Ocean

looking up.

Her blue eyes like a wave of intensity so blue

so bright

I had trouble looking at them

at first sight, when

she swept me off my feet

with her insight.

In the deluge my soul

previously jettisoned,

surfaced

and floated — enlivened.

 

My friend taught me to play

with my writing

with a girly, tart party

coffee, custard, cake way of

making a manuscript make sense.

Reading

laughing

love; generous love

right there.

 

A spirit once came to my friend’s shoulder

A ghostly curtain in the breeze

Drifting in the grifting

twilight of wakening sleep

fluttered

fluttering

fear ­— not turned,                         

sharpened —

the sharpest mind

erudite and eros

embodied.

Insight

like a cello concerto

to open hearts and minds

to solid factual fantasy

stories that keep us

bound tight

in tricky neurotic locks

like flapping vacuous flags,

mental as anything

boots and all. Tough.

While she

tender, fast, funny and

fearless

swims us

to the deep end of our being

into the downstream current

to reclaim

if we reach for it

our own flotsom of bliss.