Thursday, 26 June 2014

A search for self



                                                  By Recovery Leeds

I don't blog enough. I don't read enough or tweet enough. I don't train enough or reflect enough. In fact, I seldom feel I do enough of anything. Lily urges us to love ourselves, but how? Where do we start?


"I the unkind, the ungrateful"   George Herbert



Life has conditioned me to lower my eyes, beyond humility, a place more akin to shame. It is many moons since I tried to write anything down. Lily frequently encourages me to let pen and paper meet where thought and form take shape. Whilst self, too often defeating and jeering, fills my head and drowns those still quiet places where inspiration whispers softly and kindly. I long to dwell in that place, I have sought it in varying ways: the way of Zen; the way of Aikido; the way of the Gardener; the way of Recovery and Growth. All very grand with their carefully assigned capital letter, but what of self and the Way to Self. This is the path we all walk, sometimes unwittingly, in a search for something that may have already found us, the return to something never truly lost, a memory shrouded in fog, calling out through our days and nights. As Gibran puts it:

"....a shapeless pigmy that walks asleep in the mist searching for its own awakening."

Perhaps awakening lies on a pathway which becomes clear with the light of love. The only entrance to this pathway is in seeing the working of love in others, in nature and in things. The gift of sight which allows us to see love in all that is around us begins when we begin to love ourselves.

I would like to share with you one of my favourite poems.
Please forgive this indulgence.



Love



George Herbert. 1593-1632

Love bade me welcome; yet my soul drew back,
Guilty of dust and sin.
But quick-eyed Love, observing me grow slack
From my first entrance in,
Drew nearer to me, sweetly questioning
If I lack'd anything. 

'A guest,' I answer'd, 'worthy to be here:'
Love said, 'You shall be he.'
'I, the unkind, ungrateful? Ah, my dear,
I cannot look on Thee.'
Love took my hand and smiling did reply,
'Who made the eyes but I?'

'Truth, Lord; but I have marr'd them: let my shame
Go where it doth deserve.'
'And know you not,' says Love, 'Who bore the blame?'
'My dear, then I will serve.'
'You must sit down,' says Love, 'and taste my meat.'
So I did sit and eat.
































Tuesday, 24 June 2014

Saying No To Bullying



What happens when someone unfairly bursts into your world with aggressive energy? 


Bullying can feel like a physical attack, like a gong being banged loudly in my ear, like someone jumping on me, or jumping down my throat, like being crushed or trodden on. These are all things I have heard bullying or power misuse, described as. And what does it look like:


  • ·         Shouting or using the voice with aggression;
  • ·         Using body force or posturing;
  • ·          Making direct or indirect threats.



It can also be subtle. Someone who constantly assumes a right, a preference or a control over my rights, time or belongings, is also oppressive. This can be insidious, and it’s tricky to think straight about, but the discomfort is my instinct telling me that the power balance is wrong.


When someone uses power against me unfairly, it invites me to take a “one down” or an “I’m not ok” position. It’s as if the person, and the words they bring, crash into the space around me that I would usually want to keep safe. It throws me off kilter. At certain times, if I’m already struggling to maintain balance, it can feel worse. It’s like riding a uni-cycle in heavy traffic when a car gets way too close and I fear falling. Or that I am trying to steer a boat in rough seas with a stick instead of a pair of oars and an aggressive intrusion can feel like the person has taken the stick. The last straw! 


You know those days. Even on a good day unfair use of aggression triggers adrenaline. I feel threatened, shake, get butterflies, feel confused about the ground I’m standing on, and worst of all, lose my, often tenuous sense that I am acceptable to the world. If I also find I’m unacceptable to myself, I’m much more likely to swallow and accept the aggression as deserved. I yield to it and bare my neck and hand the authority of the space and my self, over to that person or power. 


My memory recognises that pathway and it reinforces earlier experiences of bullying, abuse and oppression and I find myself in that old place again, feeling diminished with fewer or no rights and it eats away at dignity, self-esteem and confidence and I know I lower my eyes to others and shame myself in our my own eyes. Even as I’m describing this internal process, my stomach is knotting and sinking. The saddest thing is that I know I’m not alone and come across others that feel this cycle regularly, especially because we’re susceptible to being drawn to that kind of person. Why???? Because we want to have a different ending and finally experience respect and equality from the original bully? Because it’s familiar and we “know” this energy? Because you just can’t avoid some bullies, even when you try and they always manage to press those same buttons?


I hate bullying and the behaviours that go along with it because it is corrosive to the human psyche, to a person’s life path and the free choices and rights to be fully who we are. Bullying and oppression impacts a person’s internal and external world. Everyone has the right to stop bullying from coming inside themselves.


What do we do with the feelings that we are left with, if someone bullies us?
 

When somebody attempts to over-power me, for whatever reason, it can throw me for hours or days. I can feel very dejected. At times, I’ve responded to repetitive bullying with an over-reaction of rage which leaves me feeling absolutely horrible. Because I then know that I am bullying too! It’s an over-reaction because it’s triggered by old experiences of bullying and I know I’m reacting from that place too. I don’t want to do that and only want to give back today's negativity. 


The point where the aggression hits me and knocks me off balance is the point I start with. You can rarely stop a bully from bullying, although that can come later with some, if you really empower yourself. What is important in the moment is to take charge of my response. “No-one has the right to de-stabilize me by using power unfairly.” I’ve tried all sorts over the years to regain my balance quickly when this occurs, so that it doesn’t resurrect those old ghosts. I rarely manage to catch it in the moment, by having the right thing to answer back with, or let it slide off me as “that’s not my stuff”!!! but when I do, it can help stop that internal chain of self-criticism and the desire to crawl under a stone! 


After a meeting with a bully’s energy, I find the most useful thing is to find some privacy and stand back and visualise the person putting their words and energy on an imaginary table in front of me. It helps me separate from them immediately. I then have a choice as to whether I pick up this attack or not. If I feel some is deserved, I can take that bit, but leave the aggression, diminishing and controlling behaviours on the table. At the same time as visualising this, I stand up straight and strong in my spine and breath slowly in and out, repeating something self-supportive either in my head or out loud.  “I deserve respect”, “I am as good as every other person”, “I have good instincts”, “I have a right to be treated in a respectful way”, “I will not be bullied”, “I do not accept oppression and I’m leaving it on the table”. You can define your mantra for whatever is right for the moment as a counter to whatever the bullying person is attempting to throw into you.


When someone repeatedly crashes your respect boundaries, it is an invitation to re-evaluate the relationship. Sometimes, this is really hard, especially if it’s a relative or a boss, a neighbour or a care-giver. Get support, good support. Friends that are really in your corner, or professionals that you’re in touch with. Don’t continue to tolerate being bullied. It is destructive to your internal and external world and can stop you being who you are meant to be. As much as you can, spend time with people who build you up by being respectful rather than being out to exploit you. You’re worth much, much more than where bullying energy puts you. Let the dejection help you to make a decision to commit to resilience and to not continue the bullying by bullying yourself and accepting the negative and misplaced attack. 


Love yourself

Lily

Saturday, 7 June 2014

Homeless in the World and the Soul.









I saw another homeless person yesterday. I also heard Peter Bullimore at #peer14 (an independent trainer and campaigner about mental health and voice hearing) make a very important point about someone with a chronic mental health challenge. He said “what is the most important thing to create for someone to recover?” His answer was “Safety”. “And what is the most important way to help someone be safe?” His answer was simple, but hugely complex in reality. He said “a home”. A safe home, rather than somewhere where someone is easily targeted and ridiculed, robbed and tormented is a basic human need and right.

For many years I was a housing manager. For many more years I was a psychotherapist. My regular dilemma is thinking about how to reach people that are the most cut off from society, from very basic safety and comfort and from basic respect from the majority of people. Homelessness is complex. It can be seen as a downward spiral of deteriorating health, dignity, self-esteem, hope and worst of all, a decaying sense of being human. What happens to a person if they fall off or step off the ladder? Many people protect themselves from a duty to their neighbour who is homeless with statements such as “it’s their choice, they don’t have to be homeless”, “it’s of their own making” and “they probably deserve to be homeless”. Ghastly inhumane and un-thought through and un-informed, defensive attitudes, in my view, without knowing that person’s life and experiences and the very hard to access resources…..   And if a person chooses to become homeless, is it really choice? Or a choice based on real options? 

I recall a woman, I’ll call her Mary, who had experienced severe abuse as a young person, had then been subject to further abuse and domestic violence in 2 marriages and her own son was also abusive to her. Unsurprisingly, she had a diagnosis of several anxiety based conditions, very low self-esteem and felt a degree of paranoia about what her neighbours thought of her. At the age of 62 years, she could stand her internal and external torment no longer and left her flat to live on the streets, again. She had done this a number of times in the past. She said the people she fell among may abuse her further but they may also understand the complexity of her history and therefore the complexity of her dilemma in the here and now. When you know this about her, is her choice actually a choice as we understand choice? She had managed to get back into renting a home again through living with her sister and then being able to reclaim benefits that cannot be obtained when you have no address. Some people don’t have a family member willing to put you up, some people can’t get back on the ladder and into a situation that they can tell their story like she did. What happens to them and what was the reason for their “choices”? Chronic voice hearing as a consequence of trauma that torments them and stops them making contact with a safer world, behaviours that are not understood and contained with compassion, young people that fall out of the system, people using drugs and alcohol to self-medicate because prescription drugs don’t do it for them. Reason after reason. And of course there are those that want to screw a system and I came across those too, and they angered me because they stood between those that could help and those people that were truly homeless in the real world and in their psyche, with no sense and experience of belonging. Homeless in their capacity to attach to others. The fraudsters could be scooped up by cheap media and used to represent the whole complex real world of homelessness due to some form of trauma, and so allow an easy conscience quelling attitude to dominate that states it’s the homeless person's fault anyway or homelessness doesn't need to exist. And what if people don’t find a way to genuinely reconnect and find a safe place to live. The reality is that they get prematurely ill and die without dignity and without chances to resolve their trauma and a chance to heal at least some of their wounds and feel some compassion from a world that has damaged them and then further rejected, dismissed and humiliated them. 

And is this a ranting in my head that sees victims as not capable of taking responsibility for themselves. Is that another way for me to dislodge my responsibility for my homeless neighbour who can’t be a neighbour right now? What if, like Mary, people do find a solace in rejecting a certain way of living in order to hunt for and find connection with the only people that can understand them? I believe that what she was saying was that from time to time, living amongst people who could identify with her provided some form of healing and connection, sufficient to come back and live in a “home” again. But how appalling that someone has to go to those lengths to recover a little.  I also know that she was in danger, as an older woman with poor health, of many risks.

How do we as humans find ways of doing the right and best thing for people that need and deserve compassion? How do we respond socially, politically, ethically, philosophically and spiritually? I find it mind-bending, frustrating and distressing to think through. How do we, as humans, respect peoples choices about how and where to live, whilst knowing that people are at risk as a consequences of their choices, and are their choices, really choices? What if, like Mary, it’s the best they can do and the best thing for them, despite the risk of further trauma and physical danger? Is it patronising to assume that we have the right to take someone off the streets when they truly have made their choice because of their own particular life experience? Or is that giving in to the futility of the seeming circular argument of rights versus choice, because it’s so hard to find a solution? 

A most vicious, vicious heart-breaking spiral.   
  
Lily


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