PoetsIN is growing quickly. This page introduces the people who support and encompass what we do. Helping us grow, spread the word(s), and helping us to change lives. This page is a space to celebrate the ambassadors who we are eternally grateful to have on board.
This page will be updated on a regular basis as we get the information we need from our newest ambassadors and gain new ones, so be sure check back regularly.
My name is Bruce Carver. I am a writer and member of PoetsIN. I have been writing since the age of 17. It was then when I discovered the relief, joy, and connectedness that writing provides.
While I never considered myself a “serious” writer, it turns out that I was. And as I review my writings from over the decades I find that I was deadly serious about poetry. It was within the framework of reducing my thoughts down to a distilled emotion that I found my voice. It was then I found poetry would let me ask the big questions of life, and with patience and some determination perhaps, just perhaps, to answer some of them. Life, love, and death fill my work.
As a survivor of childhood trauma, I have wrestled with my mental health nearly all my adult life. I have found writing to be of fantastic therapeutic value. While I have belonged to various on and offline writing groups, it has been within the growing and helpful nature of PoetsIN I have found a home. And it is not home just for me. It is a place I take with me every day, where I can read, comment, and be heard. It is a place of growth for me and for many others. It is where I first said aloud I have PTSD, Depression, Bipolar syndrome. Hard words to say. I have drunk from the glass of sobriety and I can tell you the difference is astounding. And In all that, PoetsIN provides me a unique space to discuss all that and more.
Becoming an Ambassador for PIN is quite an honor. It is one I take seriously. I believe in the therapeutic release found in writing. I am living proof of that. As PoetsIN continues to grow and reach out to those in need it is my hope to be solid representative. In the coming months I see bright and expanding future for the work, and (let’s be honest here) joy of PoetsIN. I am excited to be a part of it all.
My name is Beth, and I’m an Admin at PoetsIN. Besides my work there, I wear a few hats – IT tech/web design day job, student, and caregiver.
When I do get down time, that’s when I pretend to be a writer, and spend an ungodly amount of time playing retro video games, eating stories, and playing records. Sometimes I play bass. You can also usually find me taking apart old tech and rebuilding it. I love finding new uses for keeping old technology alive. It’s the mad scientist in me, I’m a tinkerer at heart. I’ve always had a long time relationship with words, and that has grown with my time in PoetsIN. I think writing works in very much the same vein – taking them apart and rebuilding them into something beautiful.
My own journey with mental health aside, I grew up with a mom who worked in a nursing home. I spent a lot of time visiting a slew of extra grandparents when sitters weren’t available. There, I witnessed the devastation mental health can have on individuals and families at an early age. I’m grateful for that early experience shaping how I look at those with mental illnesses – those residents taught me a huge deal about compassion, empathy, and most importantly, patience. I’ve been an advocate of mental health awareness since then.
After a year in PoetsIN, I’ve seen the change it can make in people. I’ve watched members grow and thrive within the group through the support the group has to offer, and to me, it shows the power that words and community can have in aiding mental health. Being an Ambassador of PoetsIN, means I can be a part of that change.
Frank Tipa Jr – Aka FrankieB.
My name is Frank and I am an Admin for PoetsIN.
I guess I’d consider myself to be the everyday man. I’m a father of two terrific boys and grew up with two wonderfully loving parents who I’m very fortunate to still have in my life. I’ve been in the grocery business since the age of 16 and have been a store manager for over 30 years, so I’ve had a ton of interaction with all walks of life. Whether dealing with customers, subordinates, or supervisors, I’ve learned over the years that we all live and approach life differently. In order to be successful in your business AND your personal life, learning how to work with the multitude of personalities in this world is extremely important.
I’m a simple guy who lives by one simple mantra. Be kind to others. This world can be harsh at times and there is too much pressure and drama in the world for all of us. Being kind is a very easy thing to do if you really want to do it. The benefits you receive personally, in regard to your mental wellbeing, are countless. It’s one of the reasons I give a portion of my time to this very worthy charity.
While I’ve had my share of ups and downs in life (losing my job, divorce, suicide of a dear friend), I’ve been fortunate enough maintain a good emotional balance in my life. Some counselling in my young adult years was very instrumental in giving me some tools to manage my emotions and stress. That said, I have many friends and family, who still struggle with their emotional wellbeing. At times, I’ve felt very helpless in wanting them to see better days.
During the collapse of my 25+ year marriage, I found writing to be extremely cathartic. Being involved at PoetsIN, I’ve also had the benefit of reading others’ work. I’m an empathetic individual, so some of the raw, emotional pieces really hit me hard and I wanted to see if there was something I could do to help. Even if was just one individual.
I connected with Sammie more than three years ago, well before PoetsIN was around, and she and others in her circle encouraged me to continue writing as a way to purge both negative and positive feelings. I don’t write all the time, but it is the first place I return when I’m in a bad emotional place.
Since PoetsIN’s inception, I’ve come to better understand the challenges many of us deal with and have worked with Sammie, Paul, Elisha, and others to be a positive force in PoetsIN, to support those who need an ear, to work to help fight the stigmas surrounding mental health issues, and to be an advocate for PoetsIN. The work they’ve done in the female prison system is something that, to this day, leaves me amazed. First moderating and then working as an admin, this experience has been as rewarding as any I’ve had.
People battling mental health issues need a safe place to express themselves. A place they can free themselves from emotional judgment that comes with the stigmas surrounding mental illness. I repeatedly tell people that PoetsIN is the safest place on earth. I’m in awe of what Sammie and Paul have accomplished in the short time PoetsIN has been an entity, and I’m extremely proud to play a small role in helping them in their efforts. The moderators and admins I’ve had the pleasure to work with have become family, and I’ve received far more from them and PoetsIN than I could ever hope to give back.
So, here I am, and here I’ll stay, for alone it is difficult, but together there are surely better days!
My name is Jo Hodson and I help people experience all of themselves. In my work as a coach (and as a human being) I believe life is richest when we allow ourselves to embrace the messy as well as the magnificent – I help people tap into that space.
I am also a passionate plant-based foodie and that creeps into all the experiences, retreats and workshops I create.
Until 2011 I was an architect in a job that to many had glamour and prestige but inside my soul was dying. It was only when I met a guy who happened to have Aspergers, was vegan and didn’t play by society’s rules, that my perception of life and its meaning was flipped on its head. My reality shattered and I began to question everything I thought I always knew, and I saw my life for what it really was for the very first time. It was if a veil had been lifted.
We all have a mind, so we all have mental health. In the same way that we all have a body, so we all have physical health. It’s a spectrum.
The curious thing about mental health is that we can’t see it. We, as humans, have a tendency to want to understand everything, but when you can’t see something that can make it trickier to understand, and this creates fear.
I have always been drawn to those who ‘see the world a little differently’, yet it is only in my recent adult years I have come to the awareness that I have ADHD, which created a lot of ‘aha’ moments when I reflected back to my childhood ‘tantrums’ and also more appreciation and understanding of the way my brain works now. It’s on ongoing journey of unravelling this ‘gift’.
I’m passionate about supporting mental health, but in particular the lens through which PoetstIN approaches it captures my heart and has personal meaning for me. Writing has been such a huge part of my own journey of self-exploration and it’s something I continue to share passionately. For me, the work you do is an effortless fit.
I think the power of creating space for self-expression is so often overlooked, yet PoetsIN creates that opportunity beautifully.
My love of words has been explored through the evolution of my blog includingcake.com which I began in 2011 shortly before quitting the ‘architecture dream’.
At first, I focused simply on writing recipes with a little intro blurb to each one, but as my personal journey deepened, I found I had way more to say beyond the food itself. I remember feeling conflicted and very unsure about bringing this ‘other side’ of me out to play, and thoughts such as ‘but what if people are only hear for the recipes’ niggled away at me for a long time.
Over the last few years, my style has definitely evolved into a more vulnerable and authentic space, and that’s an ongoing process. I believe that when you share vulnerably and openly, you give others permission to meet you in that space. It’s a truly beautiful relationship.
I host various workshops throughout the year but coming up very soon (this week) I am hosting a spiritual fire walk – a space to be present, to face fears, to raise your energy, to allow yourself to be seen and to step into your greatness.
I am currently writing a book centered around how we connect with our innate creativity.
I am a writer at heart, an accountant by trade, and a mother first and foremost. Even though my babies are grown adults and don’t need me. Or do they? Priority one is my family, and all else has to wait its turn.
Though I make my living at a charity – Heritage Park, the largest living history museum in Canada – I make my life at home. Home is definitely where my heart is. And where my television is (I love TV), and where my computer is. It’s where I create (and often kill off) characters and write stories, and generally just talk to myself a lot. My dog. Burney, is a great listener.
I always had an artistic outlet. I sketched and created pen and ink pointillism. I sewed many of my own clothes, and even designed a few custom-fit pieces. I got derailed by life a few times. Like that one time, when I gave up eating for two years to gain a modicum of control over my life and ended up almost killing myself. Anorexia. What a trip.
Even though I had been writing stories since I was a kid, and had dreamed of writing a book, I never thought I could. Then I had kids and all my focus shifted to them. One day, I spouted off a quick and silly poem, and they laughed. So I wrote a whole shitload of silly poetry for them. About them. They loved it. I even read some aloud to my baby girl’s elementary class. What I never did was publish them. Maybe some day I will get to that. But like many things I don’t do, I was derailed again, this time by anxiety. Usually that’s more a social thing. You know, say I’ll go out then change my mind chicken out at the last minute, hibernate at home, avoid people. Mostly people I don’t know. But anxiety also bites me in the ‘what if they don’t like it?’ department. I could write in the privacy of my basement and keep the results to myself. At least my kids loved it.
Those poems led me back to words. It took so many years to get the courage to finish the first novel. And months longer to put it out there. I hovered over that publish button for two days before finally clicking on it. I still think it was just a muscle spasm in my index finger that finally pushed me forward. Once I did, I cried. A lot. A combination of fear relief and disbelief. But it was real. And now I’ve published five novels and a few short stories with more of both to come. This…. This is life.
Words are powerful. Spoken, written, hell we even think in words. Words are life. That you teach those of us in pain to use words to help, to heal the many people with mental health issues? That is downright fantastic. That you deliver your services to marginalized groups such as inmates in prison? Truly amazing.
My opinion is that PoetsIN rocks so hard! People share the most wonderful things on your Facebook page. They spill their emotions out. It is cathartic for them. It helps them through the shit life throws their way. Awe-inspiring, that’s what it is.
I see myself helping ‘the cause’ by making my small part of the world aware of who you are and what you do. Reading and sharing your blogs and interviews. When I can, even contributing financially. Being on the other side of a massive pond makes in-person support a tad inconvenient.
But the world is smaller from a digital perspective, so even though I post things while you folks are often sleeping, it’s like we are next door neighbours. And we have a shared love of the letter “U”!
My approach to life is to wing it. To listen to my own needs and act accordingly. Those needs are often set aside to care for others. Like my father when he was ill with kidney disease (he died in 1995). I had two kids during the last years of his life, and we spent countless hours at his bedside. So many hours that my daughter, only three when he died, called the hospital “Grandpa’s house.”
When my mother had three heart attacks one October afternoon, it prompted me to move back to the ‘hood to be closer to her. Two-doors-down close. That worked well once she fell into Alzheimer’s deep and confusing pit a few years later. Then there was the time my sister got breast cancer, which went metastatic three years later. She died three years after that, after weeks in hospice. I wrote and published my first four novels during that time, all while taking her to treatments, and appointments, and helping renovate her house. Looking back, I can’t figure out how I fit it all in. Must have been more hours in the day three years ago. The writing ended when she entered hospital for the last time. I spent every day with her for seven weeks. I didn’t write for a year after she died. It didn’t seem to matter.
Then my daughter was diagnosed with leukemia last November, just a month after I published Pocketful of Bones. That’s when life stopped. Nothing else mattered. Not writing, not working. Sometimes I could barely breathe. The latest WIP went dormant 40K words in and I’ve yet to pick it up again. I want to. I will. Just not today.
My daughter is in remission and is back to work and back to living her best life. We aren’t over it. Won’t ever be. But we will – I will – find my way back to some new normal that includes writing.
“Write like no one is reading” is my credo. If I love it, then I’m happy. And apparently, I love it dark.
I don’t usually write when I’m in a negative headspace. But I can say that envisioning certain individuals that I know well, while describing how deliciously blood drips from a dismembered limb once the corpse has rested for a while, or writing about stabbing a manipulative and controlling husband in the leg, can bring catharsis. Hm, did I say too much?
What’s next? I will finish book number six. I will. I promise.
We’re so please to have Julie on board as an Ambassador for the charity. You can find out more about her, with links to buy her books on here website here.
My name is Peter Watt and I am a portrait, music and events photographer based in North Hertfordshire. I have been a professional photographer for approximately 30 years.
After Art College in the 1980s I freelanced as a photographer, which included a full time freelance position with the BBC in their photographic studio at TV Centre. There was a major economic recession in 1990 that made me realise I needed a ‘permanently employed’ job as opposed to freelance, so I began looking around. I saw an advert in the British Journal of Photography for the position of photographer within the Metropolitan Police Service. I didn’t know anything about the type of work involved (although I could kinda guess), so I applied… and was successful. I was one of twelve photographers employed to join a huge photographic department of approximately 100 photographers. The work was extremely varied, hard, exhausting and rewarding. It was mainly involved with crime scene evidence, although it also included areas such as video production, hand printing, studio photography and learning and development. Over the next 24 years I travelled all over the world, learned new skills to a high level, undertook more personal education and learning and generally developed my skills as a photographer, leader and educator. I ended my career whilst Head of Forensic Training at the Met’s Crime Academy. Since 2014 I have worked as a photographic demonstrator at Central Bedfordshire College before ill health forced me to resign. That is when I decided to go full circle and back to my roots as a freelance photographer. I decided to focus on what I loved (pun intended), photographing people. I can honestly say that after all of these decades, I still love what I do.
When I left the MPS after 24 years I simply wrote on my leaving do invitation: ‘it was the best of times, it was the worst of times’. My job was one of extremes…. Of cruelty and kindness. I witnessed the worst of humanity, but also some of the best examples of what makes us good. Kindness, love, humour and endurance. My main emphasis with others is to be as kind as possible. Kindness to others who you interact with, which ultimately is kindness to oneself, is often overlooked and under valued. If you treat people poorly you can only ever expect to be treated poorly in return. At the heart of PoetsIN is kindness. I like that.
Be as professional, discreet and kind (there’s that word again) as possible. I did my job to the best of my photographic and personal ability. Which wasn’t always easy I hasten to add. Sometimes I failed but endeavoured to realise why I had failed. Sometimes though, stuff just happens that cannot be avoided and is nobody’s fault.
One word I would use to describe my photography is ‘dark’. Now, no doubt some physiologist would say that it reflects my experiences. It doesn’t. My images have always been dark…. Moody skies, silhouettes, shadows, low light etc. It is simply a look I like. I would also say that I like to capture the real person when doing portraits. I seem to be able to put people at ease that then allows the inner them to appear. I just like talking to people and learning about them. I did fall out of love with photography for a few years because I was just exhausted. That said, I have always undertaken my own photography (other than work). I photograph things that please me, and these days I am quite selective in what I choose to photograph.
Most of us spend our lives ‘transforming’ to perform a task such as our job or hobby, or to behave a certain way with people. This process of transformation interests me. I suppose one of the things I learned from my crime scene photography days is that you never know what goes on behind closed doors! So, I like to photograph people in their normal environment (living room for example) but having gone through their transformation. For example: an image of a clown with full make up, ironing their trousers in the comfort of their bedroom.
I hated school! I wasn’t academic, didn’t really like the teachers and found ‘important’ subjects hard. But I loved art and technical drawing. Through these subjects I was able to go to Art College. At the time my only other option was to try and join the RAF. It was at Art College that I developed as a person, and discovered photography. My one defining creative moment was the first time I hand printed a photograph I had taken an hour earlier. To expose a piece of paper to light, stick it in a tray of liquid that smelt like vinegar and then to see my picture appear was…. Magic. The discovery of my creativity and being allowed to express it changed my life. This is why I loved teaching people photography and I understand the importance of what PoetsIN does…. Allowing people to experience and discover things they didn’t know existed within them. That’s just cool.
I am a humanist, a believer in the judicial process and a lover of anything creative. PoetsIN plays a key role in the rehabilitation and development of people who are willing to engage and to tap into their inner creative self, which often lies dormant. The one person any of us can ever rely on is ourselves, and occasionally we just need a little push and support to open up our minds to a huge amount of thoughts and possibilities. I suppose today it would be called ‘mindfulness’, but self-awareness is nothing new. We all need help in deciding on how to help each other and ourselves which then leads to self-belief, pride and the understanding of the importance kindness. I am proud to support endeavours such as PoetsIN that simply puts the wellbeing of people as their top priority.
PoetsIN opens up new possibilities for individuals to explore their own minds and creativity. They provide the support and energy that some people need assistance with. From my observations, the charity’s endeavours are extremely well received and are supported across the board, because the value of what they do is recognised.
After several meetings to help me to understand what PoetsIN is, I was honoured to be invited to one of their sessions at Peterborough Prison, to photographically document one of their many creative writing sessions. The aim of the images is to illustrate a PoetsIN book that will also be supported by a small exhibition. I am excited at the prospect of undertaking more of these photographic projects for PoetsIN that supports them and pushes my own boundaries. I also hope to forge more contacts and supporters for the charity that will help it grow.
Our massive thank you to Peter for his support (which we hope you’ll see soon) and for being a PoetsIN Ambassador. His darkness and light will complement all that we do perfectly.