First Time Feelings First Time Feelings

Bruised knuckles, wild eyes, broken hearts, bodies flooding with adrenalin. A giant towers over you; do you fight or take flight? When the stakes are high, are you battle cat or are you cringer? This episode explores the first time feeling of fierce.

A warm glow at the end of the road, a destination after a long journey, once you’ve arrived you can kick back you heels, lean back and celebrate. When you try your hardest, when you emotional invest, when you have a burning desire to succeed and you become the master of your craft, then you may feel accomplished. In episode 9 we explore the first time we felt this golden child of all the feels, the pay off after the toiling and the trying is the feeling of accomplishment.

The first impulse of creation, the wild spark, the spot fire of curiosity, the weird and electric lure of Irish dancing and rock ‘n’ roll music. This episode explores the giddy and varied feeling of inspiration.

Rage springs from the deep dark depths of our subconscious, and with the right context almost anyone ( except perhaps Buddha himself) can find themselves consumed in a fit. Whether you find yourself swept up in a primal whirlwind enacting ritualistic voodoo at the tender age of 8 or your post performance ego is battered by an uninvited stranger, when rage rears its ugly head it’s not easily forgotten.

Power is a heady and intoxicating brew – and wielding it responsibly is another story all together. As young girls we are so often positioned to be powerless; so we locate authority in shock value rebellion and subversion –whether it’s swearing, stealing or doling out sweet, sweet revenge. If you’re easily offended by four letter words and girlish sadism – you may want to reconsider listening.

Thin skin, bones that break, cells that multiply and mutate. The body is a potential minefield of medical injuries – some emanating from within, genetic legacies, cellular mysteries, some from outside. We lose parts of ourselves, parts that matter. But we survive. Those we love can hurt us most. We survive. We are strongest when we surrender to our vulnerability, to admit when we are fragile.