I was in Whole Foods, today. I know it's only a grocery store, but I really love that place. I feel healthier just walking through the door. It is a little more expensive than my regular place, but for some special things, it fits the bill. Anyway, I was waiting at the deli section for a pound of honey turkey breast, and I overheard the guys working behind the counter, that was behind the counter where I was standing. They were talking about religion, and the one guy said to the other two something to the effect of, "...that's why I don't buy into Christianity..." Of course my ears perked up. I didn't catch it all, but the one thing he said was that once--yes once--he had a question and went to a priest or minister--yes, only one--and asked some questions, and he (the priest or minister) didn't have or know the answers. So, because of that one encounter, that guy seemed to have written off Christianity. At least that is what he was saying to the other two.
I was dumbfounded. When, if you are really interested in finding the answer to something, do you go to only one source? I mean, if you were sick and went to a doctor who said that he didn't know what the problem was, would you just go home still clueless? Or would you seek out someone or several someones to get answers from? Wouldn't you be on line looking up everything you could? Wouldn't you be at the library researching? I think people have a passion for researching the newest technology devices. Looking for a new car requires some research. Your spiritual health should be just as important, if not more so.
As he was talking we made eye-contact. He kind of looked away and started talking softer. I probably should have said something to him, but I didn't. I just thanked the man waiting on me, and walked away with my lunch meat, and some additional food for my thoughts.
Saturday, December 6, 2014
Monday, December 1, 2014
Controling
What I want to write about goes along with what I wrote in the Clay post but I have to give a little history. I was married to an abuser. Mostly emotional, but some physical. It took me eighteen years to make the move to leave. Why so long? Because your brain freezes when something so foreign happens to you that you really don't know how to handle it. A lot of thoughts get jumbled from 'he had a bad day', to 'I made a commitment' or 'what about the kids?' to 'screw this, I'm done.' But it can take a long time to get there. A lot happens and I have learned that you can't judge a woman in that situation because you are not familiar with her mindset and history. I do believe his actions were a mutation of his childhood with an alcoholic father and enabler mother. That need to control a situation as a child can morph into a severely controlling adult who will go to any length to make sure that their world is as they feel it should be--to heck with what you think it should be.
Move to the present. I have been working with a woman (my classroom aide) for 11 years. An opportunity arose for her to take another position in an office. More pay, better hours, less stress. She talked to me about it and I told her to go for it. I think that she felt as though she were betraying me in some way. Working together for that long, we have a routine that works, and although it doesn't always run smoothly, overall, I like what we had. We were (are) a good team in a tough and fragile environment. The position, so far, is temporary, but someone had to be hired to take her place. In comes Cathy (not her real name). On the surface very kind, quiet, efficient. She takes direction well, is enthusiastic, and has a good rapport with the students.
About our room. I rarely yell. That means raise my voice. Depending on the situation, though, I will be firm in my voice. We often have children acting out and being disruptive. Most of the time, I handle it in house. Let the child talk it out, rock in the rocking chair, there are several tools within the room that I use to help them get a handle on their emotions. Here is what I started noticing. When a child was acting out or I was talking with a child, Cathy would end up kneeling by them and whispering to them. Most of the time it was after a situation had occurred. I would look up from working with someone, and notice that she was not at her desk. I would look around the room, and see her kneeling beside the student who had had the issue and whispering to them (What is happening here?). During one outburst of a student, she ended up leaving the room and bringing back the social worker and counselor. The situation had not escalated to that point, and I never sent her to get anyone, so I was kind of dumbfounded when they came into the room. She was still new to the room, so I was also kind of annoyed that she would take that initiative. Not a good thing. So, I talked with her when the kids left and explained, again, how the room worked. I explained that I loved the kids and sometimes things may get loud, but there is a process. When I came in the next morning, there were six or seven helium balloons tied to my chair. She had bought them as an apology. All of a sudden I had flashbacks of living with my ex, only in reverse. He would do something sweet after an outburst, she was trying to make amends so that I wouldn't be angry with her. I later found out through discussions with her that she had been with an alcoholic/drug abuser for several years before she married him and then eventually divorced him. Once I understood where her history had taken her, I could see the behaviors that I used to do (sometimes still fall back on) to control my environment. Though I'm not an abuser, she sees the outbursts and conversations as unnerving and her whispering to the kids, I can see, is her trying to calm the situation. Her views are skewed because of her history. This is a safe environment with behaviors that remind her of her former unsafe environment.
It's all about control. Ironically, I do think we are fooling ourselves and exhausting ourselves if we believe that our controlling a situation is helping anything. I'm not saying to be a slug and do nothing. Do what you need to do. Go through the daily process of living and working, but understand that there is a lot that is out of our control, but heavily in God's control. There are times when you have to let it go and as scary and weak as that may feel, it's the strongest act that you can do. The wisdom comes in knowing when (that wonderful Serenity prayer at work). Once you know, though, let go.
Because of my experiences both with my ex and child, and I could probably add my dad to that list, I am better able to understand other people. Another example of, "All things work together for good to them that love God."
Move to the present. I have been working with a woman (my classroom aide) for 11 years. An opportunity arose for her to take another position in an office. More pay, better hours, less stress. She talked to me about it and I told her to go for it. I think that she felt as though she were betraying me in some way. Working together for that long, we have a routine that works, and although it doesn't always run smoothly, overall, I like what we had. We were (are) a good team in a tough and fragile environment. The position, so far, is temporary, but someone had to be hired to take her place. In comes Cathy (not her real name). On the surface very kind, quiet, efficient. She takes direction well, is enthusiastic, and has a good rapport with the students.
About our room. I rarely yell. That means raise my voice. Depending on the situation, though, I will be firm in my voice. We often have children acting out and being disruptive. Most of the time, I handle it in house. Let the child talk it out, rock in the rocking chair, there are several tools within the room that I use to help them get a handle on their emotions. Here is what I started noticing. When a child was acting out or I was talking with a child, Cathy would end up kneeling by them and whispering to them. Most of the time it was after a situation had occurred. I would look up from working with someone, and notice that she was not at her desk. I would look around the room, and see her kneeling beside the student who had had the issue and whispering to them (What is happening here?). During one outburst of a student, she ended up leaving the room and bringing back the social worker and counselor. The situation had not escalated to that point, and I never sent her to get anyone, so I was kind of dumbfounded when they came into the room. She was still new to the room, so I was also kind of annoyed that she would take that initiative. Not a good thing. So, I talked with her when the kids left and explained, again, how the room worked. I explained that I loved the kids and sometimes things may get loud, but there is a process. When I came in the next morning, there were six or seven helium balloons tied to my chair. She had bought them as an apology. All of a sudden I had flashbacks of living with my ex, only in reverse. He would do something sweet after an outburst, she was trying to make amends so that I wouldn't be angry with her. I later found out through discussions with her that she had been with an alcoholic/drug abuser for several years before she married him and then eventually divorced him. Once I understood where her history had taken her, I could see the behaviors that I used to do (sometimes still fall back on) to control my environment. Though I'm not an abuser, she sees the outbursts and conversations as unnerving and her whispering to the kids, I can see, is her trying to calm the situation. Her views are skewed because of her history. This is a safe environment with behaviors that remind her of her former unsafe environment.
It's all about control. Ironically, I do think we are fooling ourselves and exhausting ourselves if we believe that our controlling a situation is helping anything. I'm not saying to be a slug and do nothing. Do what you need to do. Go through the daily process of living and working, but understand that there is a lot that is out of our control, but heavily in God's control. There are times when you have to let it go and as scary and weak as that may feel, it's the strongest act that you can do. The wisdom comes in knowing when (that wonderful Serenity prayer at work). Once you know, though, let go.
Because of my experiences both with my ex and child, and I could probably add my dad to that list, I am better able to understand other people. Another example of, "All things work together for good to them that love God."
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