Posts Tagged ‘caring’

View from the Edge

Tuesday, August 10th, 2010

Listening Generously - SPOF ProgramEarly spring, a close friend was diagnosed with anal cancer late stages. She is undergoing chemotherapy and radiation. Her oncologist believes she will make it through. My friend, I’ll call her Heather, wants to believe this too.

Heather has a serious agenda. Her objective is total healing. And to experience total healing, she must ask life-giving questions. Other questions, like “what’s wrong with the tv,” or “why did I do that,” or “what’s wrong with me,” do not qualify.

If a word emanates life, she holds it like a precious gem. If it sucks life away, she casts it away like cement clumps. Heather’s battle is about the words but also discovery. What is essential? What is worth living for? Answers to those questions bring everything else into perspective.

Listening to Heather reminds me of what I heard Rachel Naomi Remen say to Krista Tippett on a recent airing of the NPR program “Speaking of Faith.”

Dr. Remen said, “the view from the edge of life is so much clearer than the view that most of us have, that what seems to be important is much more simple and accessible for everybody, which is who you’ve touched on your way through life, who’s touched you. What you’re leaving behind you in the hearts and minds of other people is far more important than whatever wealth you may have accumulated.”

Accumulating a lifetime of wisdom through her own battle with chronic illness and her work with patients and doctors, Dr. Remen sees cancer patients or “people who have encountered very difficult experiences in their lives as teachers, teachers of wisdom.”

I agree. And so as I spend time with my dear friend I am seeking answers to what is most important. Heather in her battle to live well is adding to my repository of deep understanding. She is to me a window to treasure found only from the edge of life.

What You Can Do

Sunday, March 14th, 2010

handsA mother cooks dinner over a flame. The flame dances next to garbage and waste. Smells of meat and sewer mix. A nurse named Louise walks quickly passed it on her way to the tent.

Today in the tent there are no supplies. Louise cannot treat anyone. What can she do? She feels helpless.

Louise was born in Haiti but moved to America as a child. After 28 years absence, she has come home to help. Now a nurse, she sees Haiti with shock.

In 28 years Haiti has changed. In one day, life crumbled. Death is reality in smell and story.

Two children stay with Louise in her tent: a four-year-old whose father wants to sell him; and a five-year-old girl who watched rubble crush her mother, father, siblings, and grandparents. At night the two cry sometimes. They have nightmares. Louise comforts them and returns to the clinic the next day.

The smell of death, but still no supplies. What can she do?

Through the stench, Louise hears singing. Why the joy? She still feels helpless, shocked. Someone said, “pray with them. Just be with the people.”

Louise tells her story to some young teens hanging around the clinic. She shares about her arrival in America, about school. She tells them about being a nurse. Their eyes open wide. They dream about school in America. They hope to become a nurse too? The dream lights up their eyes.

The supplies still don’t come. What can she do?

She can do what she can do.