In honor of Psychological Well being Consciousness Month, Atwood Journal has invited artists to take part in a collection of essays reflecting on identification, music, tradition, inclusion, and extra.
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At present, Swedish singer, songwriter, director, and producer Emmanuelle June shares her essay, “‘Not Everybody Deserves Your Story’: A Manifesto for Emotional Sovereignty” for Atwood Journal’s Psychological Well being Consciousness Month collection!
Says June, “This deeply private reflection explores the strain between society’s stress to publicly share our internal lives and the sacred energy of holding some truths shut. The creator argues for honoring individuality in therapeutic, reminding us that self-expression—whether or not by means of artwork, motion, silence, or selective vulnerability – is legitimate, and that reclaiming our private thriller is an act of power.”
Rising up largely in Stockholm, Sweden, Emmanuelle June’s background as an actress gives a flexible set of skills clearly demonstrated each on stage and on display screen. After performing in a number of productions off broadway, she moved to Los Angeles and have become increasingly engulfed within the music scene, jamming with pals and manifesting lyrics from her poetry. June carried out in post-punk and psych rock bands briefly earlier than focusing her power on her solo profession as Emmanuelle June. She has carried out at famed Los Angeles places corresponding to The Resort Café and Moroccan Lounge together with her band on the time, Whisper. She carried out as an official artist at SXSW in 2022. She carried out at Teater Giljotin’s avantgarde competition Ankoku in Stockholm, 2024. She can be a a number of award profitable filmmaker, and a printed author below numerous nom de plumes.
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A Manifesto for Emotional Sovereignty
by Emmanuelle June
Being invited to jot down a bit on psychological well being, I didn’t know the place to start, nor even when or how.
It’s far past my consolation zone to open up about such issues – I do really feel that’s the place I have to take it from; that’s the root, and the lesson.
Why is opening up, and voicing our experiences troublesome? I’ve at all times wished I may very well be a type of individuals who’s in a position to open up, to belief and lean into one other. Somebody in a position to be comforted, and consoled by one other, however I’m not.
I acknowledge I’ve a saviour advanced that shields me from the vulnerability it takes “to be saved” (from my perspective, we will solely ever save ourselves from ourselves).
I’m a stoic, emotionally-constipated Swedish individual, am I not? Or do I merely voice my experiences in my very own method and out of doors the norm?
There’s a sturdy force-fed agenda in that we should “open up” and “share” the whole lot; we should inform folks our each feeling/hope/trauma; the whole lot and something about ourselves that’s the truth is non-public, and sacred. If we select to not share, we’re thought-about unwilling, troublesome, and chilly.
I imagine there are wholesome methods in opening as much as folks, nevertheless it’s one thing to do with warning and with cautious choice in whom we open up to, and understanding why. Oversharing can solely lead to depletion and a lack of self.
Not everyone seems to be entitled to understanding our story, identical as not everyone seems to be entitled to bodily contact us.
Everybody has their very own particular person method of being, and of therapeutic.
In an period of self-exploitation, (the place we continually give our energy away) contemplate retaining some issues near your individual coronary heart. To honor our thriller is to reclaim our energy.
What’s your outlet? Mine is within the inventive and in sweat. For some, it could be chatting with a trusted buddy or a therapist. To others, it’s in silence and contemplation. There is no such thing as a one measurement suits all. We’re all distinctive and shall honor ourselves and others as such.
We should reclaim our individuality on this time the place most are striving to look, and be the identical.
I wish to share a poem I wrote a while in the past, as I discover it becoming, and it hopefully may ignite and encourage. Whether or not it’s “good or not” doesn’t matter. This was my expression, my outlet, my “saviour,” my pocket book.
“SUBSTANCE”
Below the affect we spit clichés as if it’s probably the most profound poetry
The sense of originality vanishes,
we repeat ourselv es
Something we’ve ever learn/heard/seen/skilled.
Substances with the shortage of substance results in hubris; we predict ourselves to be geniuses… We turn into so self-enamoured and self-loathing;
We’re amazed by others’ mediocrity in these social circles of self-admiration. Similar – As if below a love spell; like Titania when proclaiming her like to an Ass.
We give reward to a ton of bullshit, as a result of we’re blinded…by an absence of substance. Change the narrative
Like thunder
Solar down
We see birds earlier than land
Who’re we tomorrow – as soon as the solar’s roll’d spherical?
After we get up
Gaze into the hearth, and scry
Stroll barefoot within the grass
Dance unhinged with the flames
Sing on the prime of your lungs
Cautious of foes posing as pals;
Cautious of these wanting you to stay the identical –
These wanting you to put on your previous pores and skin; They don’t need to see you win. It’s weak to be merciless.
Let your goals rule ,
Make them come true – Only for You.
– Emmanuelle June
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