RECOGNITION
RESILIENCE
R est when weary
E njoy what is possible
S urround myself with good people
I ‘ll walk beside myself
L isten to myself
I dentity is important
E very breath counts
N ever stop believing in the power of this very moment
C ry happy or sad - just get it out
E veryone please show respect
RECOGNITION
And so I keep returning to my heart to write and express. Because suddenly the disability world became so much more than the heart and soul of the most resilient people I know. A community that is so much more than a goal, a line item number, so much more than a 2 year plan. Can we just recognise the subtle brilliance of people who may not have been given opportunities to shine in the they way would like to. I’ve stood at open Mic nights looking at the door in tears speaking and delivering my poetry in earnest about people who are unrecognised for their strengths.
I’ve seen change in the community where I live - subtle change and I take that and grow it by the way I smile whole heartedly.
I don’t have to look very hard for the driving force behind what my vision is: I refuse to cheapen that memory to somebody’s case note or nursing note - was it documented somewhere about how when I left rehab barely able to walk and talk that I WALKED a round trip of 5klm to turn up to the unmotivated hospital physio, was spoken to like I was a complete fool - but I kept turning up refusing to be ignored for my intelligence. I sit here with fire running through my veins as I write this, and it’s the people who haven’t needed to live this that are the decision-makers of how I am supposed to live with embodied result of that time.
I turn to people who know what that feels like from the inside not from the delivery of training about such events.
So much - there is so much to celebrate if we can only begin to shake off past attitudes and beliefs and I for one am all for that!
Lift - I am lifting, rising - regaining my power after being scrutinised and analyzed, that feels amazing as I walk beside this life giving river in the early hours of the morning. My thoughts are expansive as I think about the resilience of everything that surrounds me.
Sue