Saturday, February 03, 2007

Heroic rescue: healing the healers

These words of encouragement from Kevin Hayden:

You will, I bet, choose the necessary course. Sometimes (since I've done social work) that requires a psychic retreat to heal the healer. Such retreats never last, as there's always more lives at risk and always more that require extra attention.

Not all will be saved and we have to trust that life's chosen moments include proper moments to cease.

Trust your heart. Those of us who catch glimpses of it do, and for good reason. Folks who love you, even at a distance, would naturally wish you proper health, proper rest, and all the same good that you provide others.

So the moments you choose for your own renewals are just as vital as are the others you carry your missions to. Your life, too, is worth the extraordinary effort, worth the heroic rescue.

Do what you can and do what you must. It is not just the babies you save that adds value. You inspire thousands more (at least) to persist against long odds, to resist the uncaring, to remember that every life deserves extra attention.

You will inspire just as many to care for themselves when you take your retreats to take care of you.

Remember the old TV series 'Mission Impossible'? Only the tapes self-destructed. And the missions proved possible.

Do what you must. And never fear asking others for help when the bad guys are near.


egregious said...

What's on your mind?

karen jacobs said...

Yes, you have to look after yourself, egregious; you would be wise to ignore the corporate attitude that you must work 24/7 to have value. Life is so much more enjoyable if you balance work, play, family and quiet time.

Above all, respect yourself and your needs.

I enjoy your caring, thoughtful comments and actions at firedoglake. Thank you.


NZ Expat said...

A potluck assortment of thoughts:

My daughter laughed (which is rare) about the ADD interfering with her OCD. I don't know if I've heard a more apt description of her. And she laughed when she heard it!

Here are some things I'm grateful for (always on the wrong time cycle for Pull Up a Chair on fdl, but it is one of my sanity touchposts). My daughter is able to discuss what is happening to her, not just be lost in the swirl of the disorientation and confusion and panic. That is a glorious step forward.

I'm grateful that my husband is also OCD everytime we fly. He always does his 8 point check of the plane just so. I trust his care of the plane.

On the other hand, I'm grateful that he both had a good time yesterday and that I wasn't there to watch. He went up with a new pilot friend and did aerobatics in a plane, at one time pulling 0 g's and things floated up in the little plane. I would have been so anxious, but when he came home, he looked like a kid, not like a 62 year old guy (not that he ever looks that old).

I'm grateful for walking, for the rhythm and the smoothness that comes from the step after step. We walked for about 3 hours along the lake today (18,000 steps on the pedometer) and it was a perfect, quiet day with high overcast, but comfortable (temps in the 60's). Bitterns, ducks, black swans in the water. Tuis, bellbirds, and fantails in the bushes. Families picnicking and playing cricket and riding bikes together. A sweet summer Sunday afternoon.

These things, and acknowledging and naming things, all of this is healing.

This is the site for the webcam for our lake.

NZ Expat said... okay? I can't keep up with fdl comments these days...too much work, too many good summer days, and life is for living, but I hadn't seen anything here from you and just wanted you to know that good, healing thoughts are coming your way from the summer zone.

egregious said...


Basically ok, as much as I ever am. Better with more light, I am regaining my energy.

Today I did three things and wasn't exhausted. Thruout December and January I have to carefully select the one essential thing that must be done that day and pray I will have the energy and focus to do it.

So in contrast this level of activity is really great!

I may have coined the phrase psychological bends a few years ago. Told my doctor she was free to include it in the literature. Means things getting better so quickly you have trouble adjusting, like the diver coming up too fast in the ocean.

I LOVED your daughter's reaction to the ADD interfering w OCD concept. Thx for sharing.

Anonymous said...

Ummm...Yeah, Victor Frankl coined the term psychological bends when he wrote Man's Search for Meaning, first published in 1946. I am surprised your therapist didn't laugh out loud when you so nicely allowed her to use it in literature!