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*OpenCon 2011*
OpenCon was a weekend event for people who are polyamorous/ non-monogamous.
It took place at Osho Leela, a retreat space in the Dorset countryside. OpenCon attracted over 60 people from the Europe and beyond. This is the second year the event was held. I was hesitant about going, but I did, and I had a very good time.
I thought the Osho Leela location would be a bit too New Age and hippy for
my liking, but it was just fine. The gardens were beautiful, the staff were
nice, and the atmosphere was relaxed. Sure there were pics of their
glorious leader ™ dotted about the place, but that was it.
I didn’t know what the weekend would involve as there wasn’t much
information on the website. I’d initially heard about it in 2010 but that
year there was some pretty negative wording on their site that put me off
attending. I would have felt less apprehensive if there were information
especially in regards to accessibility, diversity, and what was and wasn’t
acceptable behaviour at the event. This may have contributed to some very
poor behaviour from a couple of men, and that was the only major thing that
tainted an otherwise good time.
I arrived at OpenCon on Friday evening, travelling with my girlfriend and
another couple we met on the train to Gillingham. The event started with
dinner and a welcome, followed by the first session. I loved ‘What do you
want to get out of OpenCon’. It was a great way to spark people off into
doing their own workshops.
I’d booked a twin room to share with my girlfriend. These were situated in
beautiful pine cabins, which also included a kitchen and a private bathroom.
Dormitory accommodation was also available, but I think the £35 extra for
the room was well worth it.
I loved this being a catered event. I especially appreciated the free hot
drinks available whenever I wanted some.
On Saturday I enjoyed a nice breakfast, and then went to a session on
‘Flirting’ which was great fun! I realised that I’ve got a long way to go
before I can flirt with people without nerves getting in the way.
After a tea break, I went to ‘Poly in Detail’ where a small group discussed
their polyamorous lives in an extra-long session slot. It was nice to have
so much time to talk about common issues, and share how we all discovered
Polyamory in the first place.
I left the ‘Poly in Detail’ session a little early as I wanted to set up
things for my ‘Poly Smut’ session. I read several erotic stories with the
theme of Polyamory, swinging and other types of non-monogamy. The attendees
were all very relaxed, enjoying the mattresses laid out in the warm room. At
one stage I wished I could have a lie down so I could listen to someone else
read to me instead!
After my workshop I spent some time chilling out on the grass beneath a
beautiful blue sky. Even though it was October, the weather was very warm,
and the setting was just idyllic.
I went to the start of ‘New ways of Communication’ workshop after the break,
but I became a bit sensitive to the second half of it. I sat out in the
social space, had a cup of tea, and chatted with some new friends. I felt a
lot better for that.
Dinner followed, and after that there was an ‘Open Mike’ session which I
didn’t attend, but I heard some very good things about. My girlfriend had
an early night, but I got dressed up, and headed back out as there was
supposed to be a disco. After waiting around chatting enjoyably with
various people, I realised that the disco wasn’t going to happen before
tiredness overtook me.
Sunday morning saw me tired and grumpy as the fire alarm outside my room had
been beeping all night long due to a low battery. I intended to return to
bed after I had my breakfast, but the living room to the pine cabin was
being used by the ‘Poly Stencils’ session. I soon abandoned the idea of
getting a rest, and instead I observed the lovely artwork that had been
created by some very jolly people. I especially liked the poly dinosaur
designs.
I attended a ‘Poly Kink’ workshop shortly after, which included an impromptu
spot of play with some impact toys. The discussion was really interesting.
It was nice to hear that so many other people had the same concerns and
questions about kink. It felt like a very safe space to share my
experiences and thoughts.
I hadn’t gone to the chill out quiet space until Sunday, so it was a bit of
a discovery for me to find it was such a gorgeous room. I sat on a comfy
seat with lots of cushions, the sun shone in making it pleasantly warm, and
my friend and girlfriend knitted and talked together. It was just lovely.
I had my final meal at OpenCon, which was delicious. My girlfriend and I
went back to our room to pack our bags, but instead of leaving straight
away, we took a leisurely stroll around the gardens. We admired the trees
heavy with fruit, all the different Buddha statues, and the varied spaces
that we hadn’t seen before (such as the sauna).
I said my goodbyes, hugged a lot of happy people, and then made arrangements
to leave. I had quite a bit of trouble booking a taxi, but another
conventioneer took pity on us, and drove us to the train station.
My girlfriend and I left with smiles on our faces, feeling very relaxed and
happily poly.
Thanks to everyone who made OpenCon such a great weekend.
Polyday was brilliant! The day started off with me feeling quite emotional as I left home to travel to Holborn. I thought of all the times I’d been told that it was impossible to love more than one person, and that I must be some kind of a deviant for doing so. I got quite tearful thinking of how fortunate I was to be able to live in the present as a polyamorous, bisexual woman; to have understanding partners (most of the time), and to have events like Polyday close to home.
I arrived at Polyday while the sun was still shining. I walked into the main hall where I instantly saw several friends I knew from bisexual, kinky and genderqueer spaces I’ve been to. Everyone seemed to be in a really good mood, and that just added to the chilled-out atmosphere.
I visited Jemima Wilcox’s stall where she was selling copies of her Poly project book. She had the cunning plan of giving away free sweeties and a bag with every copy, which seemed to be working very well for her.
The first session I attended was ‘Getting Polytical’ I had been impressed by the sheer enthusiasm of the Polytical folks since meeting them two years ago. Polytical are working on a series of educational leaflets and packs. Some of the subject they hope to cover are: Sex education, advice for Human Resource workers, social workers, and sexual health workers. Polytical also hope to produce some documentaries on poly. During the session I was also struck by how it was possible for me to be in an activist space, and not get annoyed or angry by clueless people. I felt positive and understood, which was refreshing!
I attended ‘Poly 201’ next which was full of useful knowledge from more experienced poly people. There next followed a short break where I went out to a local sandwich shop with two friends of mine. One of my friends managed to stop a thief in the shop, which was an unexpected thing to happen on an already exciting day!
After the break I went to the ‘Poly T-shirts’ workshop. Somehow my dormant sewing skills resurfaced for the hour, and I was able to create a little applique on a T-shirt.
The next session was ‘Poly Stories’ I’d brought a few things to read, but I wasn’t sure what the format of the session would be as I wasn’t running it. A man with a Poly-Quaker T-shirt told a fairytale that ended in a three-way wedding, another man told of his real-life experiences of discovering polyamory. I read two stories, one from NSFW and one from my upcoming Bisexual Men book. A woman then read the most lovely children’s book, Six-dinner Sid, about a cat who lives with six families on one street. The session ended with a short but beautiful poem by the Poly-Quaker.
The evening ‘Speakeasy’ was a simple, but wonderful idea. Everyone mingled, chatted, and enjoyed the music from a very talented pianist who played music from the 1920s and 30’s.
I went home with a huge smile on my face, a happy poly woman.
Many thanks to all those who helped make Polyday a wonderful day for me.
If you also loved Polyday, then OpenCon is a Poly weekender that happens in October.
An Expanded Love is my polyamorous novel, part of which takes place at Polyday!
An expanded love.
I’ve known I was polyamorous from an early age. I didn’t have the words for it, but I knew that I longed for more than one person to love. The longing stayed with me all of my life, but it wasn’t until I was in my twenties that I heard the word, Polyamory. I was amazed that I wasn’t the only one thought that way.
I started writing this book in November 2009. My story was to be a romance that one woman has with multiple people, and with herself as well. It was a challenge for me; to chart my heroine’s journey from monogamy to polyamory when I’d never done anything like it before. I wanted to reflect the polyamorous communities that I’d come in contact with: the pagans, the bisexual folks, the radical vegan queers, and the plain old hopeless romantics. Writing this novel made me remember how excited I used to be whenever I read or heard about polyamory; just the idea of a different way to live made me tingle. I want to pass on that tingle.
Excerpt:
I became Polyamorous at exactly eight-thirty-two that very same evening during the disco; I danced to an old rock track I remembered from school. The music distracted me from a task I’d fallen into during the course of the day—counting the number of corsets that the attendees wore. I’d reached sixteen before I started to get confused. I let the music sway me from my silly musings, tried to remember how to dance without hitting anyone with a stray arm. I had closed my eyes to help ease my self-consciousness, but when I opened them, there were two people dancing beside me; Jasmine from the relationship styles, and the organiser who looked like Santa Claus. Jasmine was throwing herself about to the wild music when she bumped into me. I instinctively held her, and then we danced together, bopping about to the tune. When the music ended, she kissed me. I kissed her back; a gentle press that made my lips tingle. Christine appeared as if by magic. She kissed Jasmine, and then she kissed me long and slow. We all looked at each other and then started squealing like little girls. I checked my watch, marked the time. I could barely focus on the digits; everything was a swirl. Jasmine held me from behind, Christine held onto her back. Before I knew it a conga line had formed with me at the front. We danced around the pub, a snaking trail of happy people. Things would never be the same.
An Expanded Love: available as a paperback or as an e-book
Tanya Davis – How To Be Alonegreat video from: oblittw
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j-applebee:
I have issues about being polyamorous and alone.
Loving more than one person at the same time, with the knowledge and consent of my other lovers doesn’t guarantee that I’ll always have someone with me. I’ve loved people who have lived hundreds of miles away. My heart doesn’t comprehend the curvature of the Earth; how distance (and not owning a private jet) meant that in one of my relationships I only saw my lover in person twice in the nine months we were together. But those two weekends we enjoyed were amazing, and all the letters, phonecalls, postcards and emails that travelled between us meant that I rarely missed him. The relationship only ended when one of us stopped communicating. Poly and alone is one thing. Poly and silent is a whole other bag.
Poly to me, means that even when I’m 200 miles from my girlfriend, or when my boyfriend is asleep next door, I’ll sit on the sofa on my own and feel close to them. The times we are able to share together in the flesh means that when I’m alone I rarely feel lonely.
I feel lonely when I’m around bigoted people, especially when I have something in common with them. Being ignored, dismissed, or treated badly and no one backing me up is something I’ve experienced an awful lot, and it only adds to sense of isolation I feel. When I am told that I’m not a proper black by a black person, that I’m not a real woman by a feminist, that I’m sitting on some fence by a queer, I feel totally and utterly alone. I feel lonely because I feel that I’ll never belong. I’ll just be a little dot on a big spinning globe.
Christmas used to make me feel lonely too. Everyone I knew would trek off to their biological families, and I’d end up on my own. But something I realised is that I not only share my lovers with their lovers, but when it comes to time and energy, I share them with their relatives too.
Poly doesn’t mean living in a big house with twenty people. At least it doesn’t mean that to me anymore. Having a better relationship with myself first, and then with others is what’s important. So let me be poly and alone sometimes. It’s not the end of the world.
I saw Noel Coward’s Design for Living a few weeks ago at the Old Vic Theatre. I’d only heard vague murmurings about the story of three people who couldn’t choose between one or the other. I didn’t really know what to expect.
“I love you. You love me.
You love Otto. I love Otto.
Otto loves you. Otto loves me”
Leo says these magical words in the opening part of the play. I felt like someone had slapped me on the back of the head. No matter how bad things get today, being polyamorous and bisexual in the 1930’s must have been hellish. Or would it have been any different to now? The threesome were young, wealthy, white and mostly removed from the everyday world. When other characters in the play disapproved of them, the threesome could either ignore them or tell them to shut up and go away. Social scandal seemed to be the biggest worry they faced. I have very little in common with these characters. But with all the privilege that seeped into every aspect of their lives, I still adored the performance. I grinned like a loon whenever Leo and Otto kissed (hooray for bisexual men!). I loved the straight-speaking way they would declare their love for each other. I willed them to all just stop bickering, and pile into bed! I was so glad that I could see this play. No one used the words bisexual or polyamorous, because Design for Living existed decades before those words were in popular (or unpopular) usage. This was certainly an occasion that behaviour differed from labels, and not only because the threesome didn’t label themselves. ”Our lives are shaped differently to yours.” I loved it. Now if I could find a way to use the line: ”Careful, Leo. Remember what happened in Mombassa,” into my daily speech, I’d be very happy indeed.
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Polyday happens on 20th November in Bristol. Ball gowns and dinner suits are not compulsory, but would be much appreciated.
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Photo from the Artsdesk
“Juggling the Rainbow“ is a collection of 13 personal writings about non-monogamous relationships, made in Aotearoa/New Zealand 2010.
The PDF is available as a download, but if you would like to buy a hard-copy please contact via:
Juggling_the_rainbow@yahoo.co.nz
Cheerz, Taika
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