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  • The gift of a Holiday

    The gift of a Holiday

    The gifts of a holiday can be the taste of carefree-ness; the glimpse of other vistas; the change of scene and circumstance.

    Upon returning home, reality can feel a bit like a thud.

    Here are our familiar routines again. Here we return to the responsible zone with caregiving layered on again. And just for a moment, or maybe a little longer, the gear-change seems hard. 

    My watercolour Dragonfly image overlooks me at my desk as I write these words and feel these feels – welcoming me home it seems. Curiosity nudges me to visit the website universeofsymbolism.com where the description of the spiritual meaning of Dragonfly includes –

    Dragonfly totem energy reminds you of the Divine message of Light – as the Dragonfly reflects the light and opens creative imagination to flow in your life.

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    There is a message there for the caregiver in me – to seek and find the creative freedoms within the responsibility.  

    An enduring gift from being on holiday is thus revealed – a brief ‘escape’ can lead us back to the heart of the caring role with encouragement, especially when we acknowledge the challenge in the transition and are patient with ourselves in the process.

  • Why keep a rubberneck in check?

    Why keep a rubberneck in check?

    I should have known to expect it but it still throws me……this lack of subtlety in the community when a difference is spotted.

    The human eye for difference is acute. Growing up with my sister Felicity I’ve been aware of it for most of my life. But having a stranger lock her gaze onto my sis as we walked into a shopping mall today, and with a flick of the neck continue to stare… and stare… even as we walked past…. Ugh. Really? Frustration! 

    Sure, people are neurologically wired to notice and be curious about differences, but lack of a filter in expressing our curiosity is only cute in kids.  Once we are old enough to be aware of peoples’ feelings, there is no excuse for blatant staring.

    People with disability have equal rights with any other citizen to participate actively in community life. Many countries including Australia made an official commitment to this contemporary policy when we became signatories to the 2006 international UN Convention for the Rights of Persons with Disability. Seventeen years on, it was apparent today that there is still progress to be made with attitudinal barriers in the general public.

    Want a couple of ‘hot tips’ from this heart ally? I am not trying to speak for Felicity here… this is based on my own experience of incidents like today. When I am out and about with my sis I find that curiosity from strangers is only OK in small doses and only ever when teamed with empathy, but never with charity and pity (aka the offensive cousins of kindness). And staring?  Well staring is plain rude!  So please, please…. keep that ‘rubber neck’ in check.

  • Heart Ally – the power in our words

    Heart Ally – the power in our words

    Shakespeare’s character Juliet encouraged her family to look beyond the rival family name her lover Romeo carried and see the gem of a person he was, saying:-  “a rose by any other name would smell as sweet”.  She had a point. We don’t want labels to create prejudice.  And sometimes words can fall short in capturing the essence of something or someone.

    What about the labels around caregiving in families? In a family it is typical to give each other a hand because we are related, but when the care and advocacy demands go beyond what would typically be expected of family relationships, that’s when labels like “carer” and “caregiver” are applied (Australian Institute of Health and Welfare website, accessed 8th October 2022). Invaluable yet often invisible and often unpaid, having titles (like “carer” and “caregiver”) help to name and recognise this role that is occurring in family homes and communities across the globe.

    But at a personal level are these labels relatable? Caregiving tasks/roles in my life have always emerged hand in hand with the family role I have with that loved one – like being a daughter, a wife, and a sibling. The family relationship labels have been enough and all-encompassing through several situations of illness and disability over the years. I’ve never felt the need to label my role specifically for the extra assistance, and if I did, I’m not sure that ‘carer’ would be the word I’d reach for.  I don’t want to use a word that might portray my loved ones as ‘passive’ recipients of my ‘care’.

    We have a rich language, so perhaps there are other words that can reflect the nature, intent, and impact of caring well?  After all, if Eskimos have twelve basic words referring to snow, and ten words for forms of ice [https://www.thecanadianencyclopedia.ca/en/article/inuktitut-words-for-snow-and-ice], surely humankind everywhere need various words for this amazing preparedness within so many of us – to be there for each other through hard times and do whatever is needed to get each other through.

    “Heart ally” has popped up in my musings. Sure, maybe it’s not an easy title to throw into conversation, nor might it ever be the chosen phrasing for official paperwork etc. But for me the title ‘heart ally’ conveys the essence and lived experience of the role. Deep love and loyalty are often at the core as we step up and keep on showing up in the face of illness or disability, partnering with our loved ones to face life’s challenges and navigate systems together with them.

    ‘Heart ally’ territory invites us to tune into needs beyond our own personal needs, to face our ultimate lack of “control”, and to keep our eyes on what really matters. It’s humbling to buckle in for the rollercoaster ride, to feel all the feels with our loved one, and with courage to keep choosing to stay on the ride with them. The physical and emotional load can be demanding and exhausting, but ultimately it’s all about our connection and values. And in ‘heart ally’ territory there will certainly be many moments where we find ourselves noticing the two way street – all the love that is flowing and available and in exchange between us.

    So labels like ‘carer’, ‘caregiver’, ‘heart ally’ – are same, same, but different too – and you’ll find them all being woven through my blogging here. Because – heck – words can be powerful, and life is rich.