Today’s Kintsugi of the Soul* features singer/songwriter Ryan O’Neal of Sleeping At Last. He is currently creating a series of songs based on the Enneagram, a system of nine “personality types” (that are actually so much more). If you are not familiar with the Enneagram, I encourage you to familiarize yourself with it and perhaps take an inventory to see if you can identify your own type.
Ryan is in the process of releasing a song with an accompanying podcast for each of the nine Enneatypes. I have found these very helpful to not only understand myself but also those I love. Also I love hearing him talk about his creative process as a deep-thinking artist. The podcasts can be found on iTunes here. You can also find them here. I CANNOT recommend these podcasts ENOUGH!! They are amazing!!
Here’s one of my favorite Sleeping At Last songs with lyrics proclaiming “You’re enough!” In a world of comparison that makes us feel as though we can never measure up and consumerism that plays on making us feel inadequate on our own, I know many of us struggle with feelings of being not quite enough.
My husband might suggest to you that I’m addicted to the BBC series Call the Midwife, and, perhaps he’s correct. I recently viewed a powerful episode that dealt with the issue of trauma, and more specifically how we “treat” those who’ve been affected by trauma, particularly in our early response to trauma. In my mind, it conjured thoughts of sterile emergency rooms and even more sterile conversations with those required to gather evidence… of not-so-well-meaning statements of “should’ve-known-better” judgement and “if-I-were-you” advice… of well-meaning friends who try so very hard, but still fail in their offerings…
In Call the Midwife (series 5, episode 6) a violent attacker is on the loose. Even with support and care, the great weight of shame keeps two women from making a report to the police, and the third woman attacked is young Sister Mary Cynthia, one of the sisters of the local Anglican order that helps care for women in the Southeast District of London in the 1960’s. Upon her return to Nonnatus House, she is at once scolded by Sister Julienne for riding her bike home alone late at night, of course, highlighting the victim-shaming that is often so common in these situations. As she begins to come out of the fog of her attack, Sister Mary Cynthia becomes angry and won’t allow anyone to touch or console her. I watch with frustration, “Why won’t she accept the comfort of those who love her…” but I realize that her anger must work itself to the top and be expelled with all the questions, doubts and fears along with it.
In perhaps the most powerful scene of the episode, Sister Mary Cynthia goes for a bath. Her friends want to help her but she snaps at them as she enters the bathroom. She wants left alone to wash away the grime of the affront against her. They submit to her command, and yet they are worried and beg her not to lock the door.Continue reading
Today’s Kintsugi of the Soul* is the powerful story of NHL hockey player Theo Fleury, as he shares his story of trauma and healing through writing and sharing his story with others. (Warning: the very beginning is a little graphic so if you are sensitive, you might want to skip the first minute or so.)
Today’s Kintsugi of the Soul* takes you to a short video that discussed the healing potential of art, especially as it relates to mourning, grief and lament. You can find that here. The poem “Talking to Grief” by Denise Levertov that is read at the 2:20+ minute mark is a BEaUtiful example of examining grief through the lens of art as an avenue towards healing:
Talking to Grief by Denise Levertov
Ah, Grief, I should not treat you
like a homeless dog
who comes to the back door
for a crust, for a meatless bone.
I should trust you.
I should coax you
into the house and give you
your own corner,
a worn mat to lie on,
your own water dish.
You think I don’t know you’ve been living
under my porch.
You long for your real place to be readied
before winter comes. You need
your collar and tag. You need
the right to warn off intruders,
my house your own
and me your person
my own dog.
Originally found at: http://www.english.illinois.edu/maps/poets/g_l/levertov/onlinepoems.htm