Resilience

I like to think that we are a resilience bunch of people. I like to think that I am in good company as I move forward towards my future. Our future as a collective.

As isolated that I felt at times, I always had a recognition of - but what if I didn’t feel so isolated, what if I was able to be connected to people, places and spaces where my needs (all my needs) were met. What if I didn’t feel so invisible?

The shame I have carried about my past is shifting and opening me up to new possibilities. The shift has been a gradual process , and I have been comforted along the way by the ability to look around me at how we all belong to a community, and a larger community. I see resilience everywhere in people, in our environment - it helps me feel a sense of belonging and celebration.

I wrote the following poem in June 2018.

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.

Looking at us all from a strengths based perspective, I love to hear how others felt that they were resilient during their day. It doesn’t have to be in reference to a major trauma, more along the lines of what did you do to celebrate you today? I’m keen to know……..

I turned 50 in Lockdown last year, just as we were able to have a few more people in our homes. My 50th birthday in Uluru unable to happen. I still wanted to celebrate, I still wanted to demonstrate a sense of enthusiasm over what might have been.

So I created a scene at my daughters place of what might have been, a mock Hot Air Balloon Adventure, complete with wicker baskets, helium balloons, print outs of Uluru and celebrated in style, feeling loved and resilient all at once. I appreciate the gang for going along with the idea.

Love you lots!

Mum aka Sue :-)