Reimagining Given To Live During Our Time Without Live Music.
We’ve waited, hoped, longed for a return of live music...
Faith and optimism grasping for a reality in the face of what was fait accompli - live music will not be reappearing for a good while yet. Next year? Maybe. We’re not privy to the knowledge or likelihood that those who make these decisions have, or to the course Covid-19 takes.
After months of soul searching, even considering closing down, a desire to carry on prevails in the knowledge that live music will return in time, that Given To Live will be able to keep its promises to those applications we’d already said yes to. In the interim we still want to help.
This could be funding for therapy for those struggling with mental health issues during these uncertain times, helping those in abusive situations find safety, bodywork for those in pain, help for those who’ve lost their income and need to support their children and more if we have the funds.
Given To Live will do it's best to help people in the here and now, with the knowledge that by the time we can enjoy live music again, there will be more need of it's healing benefits than ever.
Best wishes, peace and sanity,
Firstly I want to thank those who’ve reached out and secondly apologise for taking so long to respond.
There are many reasons for the way Given To Live does things, wants our guest to feel like they’re a VIP for their time with us.
There are many reasons we include mental health issues amongst those we take to shows. Hidden or invisible illnesses are just that, hidden & invisible.
Aged 52 I’ve faced depression and many of its bedfellows since, that I can remember, I was 8. Maybe longer, I just don’t know. And I hate it when it kicks in as it has done over the last couple of weeks, hate it because I was brought up to pretend I was ok, that I could trust everyone no matter what happened to me. And over 10 years of therapy doesn’t mean it’s gone away, just that deeper layers are exposed along my journey. Which is where I’ve been.
In a deeper layer which has, at times, meant it’s taken hours just to be able to walk out of the door to go to the shop that’s less than a ten minute walk away. That lights up an argument within, on top of everything else, between the healed and still wounded parts of me that I ‘should’ be ok, I can carry on pretending. That’s how I was brought up and as uncomfortable as this is at the moment I’m grateful that I’m unable to just pretend even though I wish deeply I could or everything was still buried so deeply even though the burying chased me to darker places than the truth.
So I ask for your patience.
I wish I could hide, that opening eventually inboxes didn’t mean finding just exactly how many unanswered messages and emails there are. That I could sleep a ‘normal’ sleeping pattern, that paying a customs fee online didn’t feel like a Herculean task, that I wasn’t afraid every second I’m awake.
And I know I’m starting to come out the other side, there’s sunshine today and I wouldn’t have noticed it yesterday, wouldn’t have noticed a bee searching for something amongst the deep autumn flowers that a themselves ready to hibernate and sleep. And so another cycle of healing begins.
We’re also working on reimagining GTL’s work and how we can continue to support live music lovers during this period of no shows. This is in process and we’re pretty excited about the possibilities. Once it’s all in place we’ll let you all know.
We will be transferring the stories and other components of the previous website in due time as it is volunteer dependent.
Learn more about our upcoming events, fundraisers, and more!