Monday, January 31, 2011

On suffering . . .


 This blog was inspired by a note in the St. Jerome's Campus Ministry bulletin, written by Sara Mountsteven-Bertling. She writes "  . . . perhaps we need to embrace our own poverty, our own brokenness and welcome our loving God into those spaces of who we are. May each of us be challenged to rethink the truths by which we live." In embracing the truth, much will change. Also in that bulletin is a passage in response to the Beatitudes. I think it is relevant even to those who do not consider themselves religious because it speaks of joy that exists even in the roughest of times. This passage is written below. (Please also see The Book of Awesome and the songs Have a Cuppa Tea, and Good People, by Great Big Sea.)

Suffering has made you more alive
Suffering has forces you out of your complacency, out
Of your inner comfort.
You we have stuffed, satiated, full of tupor.
Your loss has caused you to have a rude awakening.
Your present neediness helps you appreciate the small
joys of life.
You may have noticed how easy it is to find pleasure
With things and people you never really noticed
before:
the colour of the leaves
a greeting from the letter carrier,
a simple handshake,
a colleague's smile,
the sound of certain footsteps,
the intensity of a child's game,
ice glistening in the sun, clouds drifting across a blue
sky,
a summer rainfall.
spontaneous prayers,
love songs with their happy,
and sad, endings.
Suffering can sharpen your senses, open your heart,
Help you see life in a new light. "Blessed are the pure
In heart, for they will see God."
 - How to Befriend your Shadow, John Monbourquette

I have found suffering to be a key concept in the Beyond Borders program, through the required readings, the discussions and our collective actions to end ease it.  First term, we were exposed to readings - particularly Pathologies of Power, by Paul Farmer, and The Ones Who Walk Away from the Omelas, by Ursula le Guin - that taught many dimensions and realities of suffering whereas this term seems to be about taking some action against it. As a class so far this term, we've been focusing more on liberation as an action to ease the suffering in our own community thought the reading Building Relationships Where People are Real, by Ken Westhues, and through our volunteer experiences.

Pathologies of Power captures the reader's attention by describing the stories of specific individuals in the developing world. One, a man, is physically beaten and left without a care whereas the other, a woman, is so desperate for security she gives herself to an authority figure who leaves her HIV positive and unable to care for their child. Through the reading, it becomes apparent that both of these very physical forms of suffering are symptoms of structural violence - a culture that encourages the mindset of superiority of the rich oppression of the vulnerable in society. It is important to note that this book was published less than ten years ago, meaning that the issues are relevant to today and, I believe, people of all societies. For example, if someone in our neightbourhood found himself or herself without an income, how could they find the money for decent food to sustain him or herself for work, a respectable interview outfit or change for the bus? Even with government help, life would be much more difficult than what I would like to consider "normal."  The pain is almost unimaginable for me, a fortunate, supported and openly loved individual. It must be more than 100x the sting of the worst muscle burn (and of an intensity more like the sting of a stab in the back). The suffering like an emptiness of heart, mind and soul dominating that of a churning stomache.
What desperate measures would you turn to when faces with dire situations? Who would you become?
It is difficult to be sure what we any of us might turn into when faced with the challenges or power of similar situations. Because physical and emotional suffering are so intertwined, neither has an easy fix and so we must remember how human every person is.
Having learned more about realities and harshness of life through class readings, discussions and worldly events, I feel I can relate to a character in the reading The Ones Who Walk Away from the Omelas. This short storey is about a town that is kept blissful thanks to a lonely being who suffers for everyone else. Once people learn about this being, they choose to continue to live with it or flee the town and what it stands for. For some, this can be taken as accepting and being thankful for the lonely sufferer who, through its suffering, allows others for be joyful. Others may react by walking away form the oppressive nature of the Omelas. I am not sure how I feel because, as mentioned in the verses above, sometimes we need suffering to recognize the joy although it is wrong to induce the suffering of others. Although I am not sure what the best answer would be - or even that there is a best answer - I would take an action of some sort because that is what I do. I feel better in action than passively accepting, which is perhaps the reason I was drawn to Beyond Borders.

This term at the working centre is sure to propel our class into action to understand suffering a little bit more and to ease is by redirecting attention. You see, there are some people there who would be considered "disadvantaged" but who have wonderful, wonderful abilities. The aim is to focus and share those abilities with the community so we call can have a part together. One of the themes of our class' first reading of the term, Building relationships where people are real, by Ken Westhues, is reciprocity. Westhues describes reciprocity as a relationship between people wherein they genuinely listen a talk so that conversation flows and ideas are shared. My connection to suffering comes here: with reciprocity, with the true communication that it entails, oppression is demolished. New genuine relationships are formed, skills are appreciated and the little joys are noticed. For proof, consider any one, true, conversation. Advantaged or disabled, young or old, we all have much to offer each other . . . including the ability to sooth a wound or fill a spirit.

Personally, I feel that having the realities of life in desperate conditions, together with feeling my own hardships and those of the loved ones in my life, has indeed sharpened my senses and opened my heart. My response to what I have learned is not to save the world - instead, it is to appreciate the treasures of simple pleasures. Maybe that will be contagious.
 
Suffering has made you more alive
Suffering has forces you out of your complacency, out
Of your inner comfort.
You we have stuffed, satiated, full of tupor.
Your loss has caused you to have a rude awakening.
Your present neediness helps you appreciate the small
joys of life.
You may have noticed how easy it is to find pleasure
With things and people you never really noticed
before:
the colour of the leaves
a greeting from the letter carrier,
a simple handshake,
a colleague's smile,
the sound of certain footsteps,
the intensity of a child's game,
ice glistening in the sun, clouds drifting across a blue
sky,
a summer rainfall.
spontaneous prayers,
love songs with their happy,
and sad, endings.
Suffering can sharpen your senses, open your heart,
Help you see life in a new light. "Blessed are the pure
In heart, for they will see God."
 - How to Befriend your Shadow, John Monbourquette

Monday, January 24, 2011

Looking a little deeper

Wheh!
What an emotional whirlwind these last few days have been! On Friday, the beyond borders class of 2011 found out our placements for the term abroad. Before Friday, I was convinced that it didn't matter where I ended up - that I was equally open to all placements. When I found out where I was going, I thought maybe I actually had had my heart set on a certain placement. I'll admit, I was confused about my actual placement and itching to know why that would be a good place for me. After trying to research, I because all I could find at first was pretty negative. Great, I thought, I'm being send to an emotionally cold, harsh and demeaning environment in the heart of a dirty city and where the landscape (if I'll ever get to see it) is no different from home. Then it occurred to me: of course it's not a pleasant place . . . none of them are. I was concerned that I was placed in a city because my prof didn't believe I had the gusto to rough it but I no longer believe that. I'm pretty sure I could rough it and will have plenty of time to do that (plus I'm sure amenities will not be luxurious where I am anyway). It only took me one look at a former student's blog to come to my senses - the people I will be with need a kind heart. Who am I to even think of denying them that? How could I look one of them in the eye and tell them - or even think to myself - that I would rather be somewhere else? No, that's not me at all. I look forward to bringing a little bit of love, patience and light into their lives.


Plus, maybe I'll have hot water and a chance to ride a bike. That's not a bad thing!

My plan was to hold back telling people where I was headed for at leas 24 hours. Then, I represented the Beyond Borders program at the Vatican II centre lecture and plans changes. I think I spilled  the beans to the first person I spoke with. They asked if we found out our placements and I said "yes." With their curiosity burning a hole in my tightly-sealed lips, I continued to describe my placement,
the Internat women and girls home in Ternopil Ukraine. We then discussed politics, language etc. I told whoever asked my that night where I was going and ended up learning a lot and making some good connections. During the next few hours/days, I told some close friends who inquired and my parents. Their words of support and encouragement melted away my icy reserves. It was tough to see my classmates message about their placements but I am very happy with mine. It will be a challenge and it will be meaningful. That is exactly what I wanted.

Sunday, January 16, 2011

Here Goes!


Hi all!

Let me just start off by saying that the preparation involved in this program/course/journey has been an emotional roller coaster: from almost-paralyzing fear and utter disbelief as my eyes are slowly being opened to some harsh realities of our world to silver-lining moments of inspiration and, my favourite, a heart bubbling over with love.

The Beyond Borders program is all about caring about our world and using our own unique abilities to make an impact in it, as we in turn are transformed by what we learn. The program promotes "living life in a way that is both meaningful and valuable as an aspect of responsible global citizenship" (http://www.sju.ca/beyondborders.html).
To do so, each Beyond Borders class completes two courses in preparation for their term abroad: Current Ethical Issues; and Justice, Peace and Development. This blog is a requirement for the latter of the two, and will be used as a tool for reflection as we experience volunteering in the broader KW community before venturing to a further destination.

Like in previous years, the Beyond Borders class of '11 will be with the Working Centre this term. I say will "be with" them because that is what we are supposed to do - we are supposed to be. According to what we learned at our first meeting, much more can be shared by being, existing, together than struggling to finish whatever tasks need to be done. This speaks to our innate need for companionship and, incidentally, means that I will be able to contribute something even if I end up putting computers together (probably my weakest area). That said, we were strongly encouraged to jump right out of our comfort zone because "If we're feeling comfortable, we're not learning." That's comforting. . .
Based on what I know right now, I think that Working Centre is fantastic organization. My following blogs will give more information about it and the programs is provides but until then, you can check out some links provided at the end of this one. The Centre especially touched me because it makes me think of a similar organization in Norfolk County. I like to daydream about how I could apply what I learn here to what could be done at home in Norfolk.

Speaking of application of knowledge, if you know me well, you will know that I prefer action to discussion and discussion to writing. (Have no fear; thinking plays a big part in all.) One of the obstacles I face when writing these blogs is that I am learning so much and have so much to share that my fingers simply cannot type fast enough -even if they could, I would be writing for days. I would rather just go do it. For example, the following works inspired me straight out of reflection and onto the drawing table: "Building relationships where people are real," by Ken Westhues, and "Personal Action Towards the common good," by Stephanie and Joe Manccini. Don't you worry though - they and other relevant works will be discussed in future blogs. With this in mind,
please engage me in conversation and ask your questions because what I share here is but the tip of a magnificent iceberg.

Before concluding this first blog, I would like to share with out a prime example of the mutual learning that happens as a result of the Beyond Border program:
This past Friday, Beyond Borders students were asked to share our opinions about preparing for a global experience. I arrived with a few ideas in my head, expecting to answer questions and leave feeling like I helped people understand what it is like to be in my shoes. That happened but, through conversations with the researchers and students who have already completed similar programs, I learned more about what it was like to be in my own shoes. A few of the questions pertained to my goals, anxieties and comforts so I will end this entry by sharing those with you as well.

I applied for this program because was looking for a challenge, have overwhelming curiosity about the world, and would like to use my skills to do what I can for other people. Even when I was a child, I would watch shows about the less fortunate (animals or people) and be upset but too concerned to change the channel. That care has grown and other influences have made me wonder what situations are really like elsewhere. I would like to experience that for myself and have been raised to embrace a challenge. I have been challenged thus far and will continue to be but it's worth it. I hope to take what I learn and use it in a lifestyle of caring for/with others.
I know change is constant and that change is often indicative of growth but one of my biggest fears is that change that will happen. Frankly, I quite enjoy life right now - the relationships in it and my perspective on it. I am afraid that home will not feel like home when I return and I want to stay my happy-go-lucky self.
Thankfully, I am aware of these challenges and have been busy preparing myself mentally and emotionally. I have a lot of fantastic people in my life that I can turn to for support. Some may understand and some may not, some may be there when I return and some my move on. Nonetheless, I'm taking a deep breath and jumping in. Here goes!

Hi Mom

This post actually applies to all those people who have been with me since I was small and have watched me grow into the young woman I am today. I know it's tough to see your baby girl grow up and I know you can be worried sick at times. Thank you for your support, though, and for your love. I love you too. Hopefully this blog will become another resource through which we can share this experience.
xo