“GARDEN CHURCH”

“GARDEN CHURCH”

This weekend, I experienced ‘Garden Church’.

Garden Church?

If a church is a place for worship, and worship is an expression of praise,  reverence and thanksgiving, then surely a garden with flowers and bees, colour and birds, fruit and grass, trees and bushes, and even bugs and weeds can be a place of worship.

An encounter with Garden Church can nourish the soul and nurture a sense of deep gratitude.
Garden Church can be a gentle reminder of the gift of creation and the miracle of birth, growth, life.

Time spent in Garden Church can be sacred and holy.
It can offer an opportunity for meditation, prayer, reflection, worship, praise, healing, thanksgiving, intercession and gentle, spiritual growth.

Spending time in Garden Church (aka, the back yard and deck with plants in planters) among the colourful flowers, bees, burgeoning strawberries, fruit trees, bugs, shrubs, weeds, the silence, the shining sun and gentle warmth are a healing welcome to my body that seems to ache more and more with each passing year.

Sometimes I experience Garden Church on a walk around the neighbourhood, listening to the calls of the birds, the chatter and joy of the children, enjoying the beauty of flowers and plants in the front yards of my neighbours.

But it’s not just on sunny days that Garden Church calls me.
Overcast and rainy days are also opportunities for Garden Church.
I love it when Garden Church is inspired by nourishing rain, gently watering the plants, grass and flowers in the garden (like these pansies) and bringing beauty to my day.

Garden Church, thank you. 
You deepen my appreciation of nature.
You nourish my understanding of the created order.
You deepen my sense of spirituality in ways that touch my soul.
You bring an awareness of the blessings around me in ordinary ways – often when and where I least expect them.  Truly, I am blessed when I experience Garden Church.

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“Do You Remember aka A Touch of the Holy”

“Do You Remember aka A Touch of the Holy”

Do you remember 
– when you surprised yourself by singing … creating …  laughing out loud … dancing a few steps in an unexpected time/location?

 – when the contrast of sky and trees … night and day … sunrise and sunset – brought a sense of wonder that
 filled your soul?

 –  when a deep part of you that you’d long forgotten was awakened by the colour of a flower … the sound of      an instrument … the taste of a meal … the touch of love … a moment of silence in the midst of a chaotic day?

– when the laughter of a child … the smell of a newborn … the antics of a pet … the unexpected embrace of a
loved one … the personal words that accompanied a “Happy Birthday” greeting  … the fragility of life … the flutter of a hummingbird’s wings … reminded you that there was “something more” to this world?

– when you followed that “still, small voice within” making a decision?

–  when the concept of sacredness brought a sense of peace to your soul … and you couldn’t explain it to
anyone, or even yourself?

 –  when, in spite of personal difficulties, fears, doubts, you … chose to put one step in front of the other … chose to take the day, one moment at a time … chose to whisper ‘hope is possible’.

These are moments when we touch the holy – the sacred – that which moves us to a sense of awe, that “je ne sais quoi” because it is indefinable, inexplicable, and deeply moves us to a place/space of reverence that can but does not need to be connected to the common understanding of the divine.

Those are moments when the Holy as we understand it, touches us.

In these difficult days of political rhetoric … divided families … countries at/on the brink of war … flagrant lies from people in leadership positions … financial instability … diminishing health … global climate concerns … and more, may we be observant to the holy, remember the moments when we have touched the holy, and be receptive to the moments when the Holy touched us for, whether we use that word, we have encountered Something Beyond Ourselves and it changes us – whether we know it, whether we acknowledge it, whether we believe it or not.

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“TRIGGER MOMENTS”

“TRIGGER MOMENTS”

Trigger Moments – they come; they go; they can ambush without consent.

Trigger Moments bring us back to a time and place with a loved one who has died or who is dying … who has dementia and whose mind is dying … who is missing and not yet found … a much-loved canine/feline friend who has died or for whom we have made the difficult decision for a veterinarian-assisted death.

Trigger Moments enter conversations and thoughts in other ways … catalyst for recovering addicts/alcoholics to slip …  PTSD flashbacks …  COVID19 when thoughts of “what was, is no longer” surround and affect on all levels: body, mind and spirit. 

Trigger Moments can be sweet. 
Trigger Moments can cause deep pain.
Trigger Moments can intensify the desire to have “just one more” conversation … one more laugh … one more time to travel … one more opportunity to be together in holy silence in the Studio or garden, creating … one more embrace … just one more “we” moment. 

When those Trigger Moments show up, when the tears flow and we are helpless to stop them, it is natural to want to “get over it.”   I know that I do. 

Instead, I let the tears flow … do some gentle, deep breathing … and acknowledge that the tears and sadness are part of the grief experience and I am not “losing it”.

Trigger Moments.  In those moments, I know I need to care for – and take care of – my husband’s wife … me. 

And I do – finding comfort in sitting on our deck beside the chair my husband used … sipping cold lemonade, enjoying the peace, quiet and beauty of our back yard … feeling his presence in a gentle way … and knowing that eventually, the Trigger Moment which left me reeling with the pain of loss, will pass.

I know that Trigger Moments are a natural part of healing from loss. 
I don’t like them. 
I know that there will be other Trigger Moments.

All I can do when they come is … let the tears flow and deep breathing happen … remember that such moments are part of the grief experience … recognize and accept the reality that in time, healing will come … take comfort in the words of the prophet Isaiah “joy shall come, even in the wilderness”.

Grief is part of life. 

Trigger Moments come. 
Trigger Moments go. 
May they not be resented.   May they not be despised. 
May they be welcomed
as part of the grieving process
as part of the healing process
as part of the circle of life.



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“THREE QUESTIONS”

“THREE QUESTIONS”

Three questions …
Let’s have some fun together.  

Question number 1:
“What is knowledge?”

Question number 2:
“What is wisdom?”

Question number 3:
“What is philosophy?”

Did you come up with some great answers?
Here are my responses
and no, they’re not “deep” answers,
but they are “fun” answers.  
Or, they are to me.  😉

Here goes …

KNOWLEDGE
IS
knowing a tomato is a fruit.

 


WISDOM
IS
not putting the tomato in a fruit salad.

 

PHILOSOPHY
IS
wondering if having a tomato in a fruit salad means
that ketchup is a smoothie.

 

Ahhh, a sense of humour can be a wonderful survival tool.   
And goodness knows but we can all use a bit of gentle humour these days.  🙂

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The tomato plant in this photo was last year’s attempt to grow tomatoes.
This year, I didn’t even do this well!   
I got four mini tomatoes
and no, they weren’t supposed to be mini tomatoes.
My guess is that I didn’t water the plant enough.
I’ll try again next year.  
And remember to water the plant each morning.  🙂


 

“TODAY I AWOKE”

“TODAY I AWOKE”

Long ago, Roman Emperor Marcus Aurelius was born.
Considered to be one of the most important Stoic philosophers,
Aurelius penned these words:
“When you arise in the morning,
think of what a privilege it is to be alive:
to breathe,
to think,
to enjoy,
to love.”


The world seems to be going crazy on so many levels.
It would be easy to give way to the fear, the anger, the hopelessness, the racism, the hatred.

It would be easy
…. but I refuse to give power to evil.


Today, I awoke.
… I am grateful.

Today, I awoke.
I could breathe.
… I am grateful.

Today, I awoke.
I could think.
… I am grateful.

Today, I awoke,
I enjoyed something.
Many things.
… I am grateful.

Today, I awoke.
I loved.
… I am grateful.

Each day,
may we waken
and find something each day
… no matter how small
for which we are grateful.

I picked these flowers from my garden.
I am grateful for them
and I am grateful
that today,
I awoke.


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The flowers are from my garden on Vancouver Island, British Columbia, Canada.

JULY 4th: All Men (sic) Are Created Equal?

JULY 4th: All Men (sic) Are Created Equal?

“We hold these truths to be self-evident,
that all men <sic> are created equal.”

Tomorrow is July 4th and Americans will be marking Independence Day and its adoption of their Declaration of Independence in 1776 which includes this phrase: “We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men <sic> are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.”


“All are created equal… have certain unalienable Rights”.   Really?    Unalienable rights since the decision by six men on the U.S. Supreme Court?

Each day I see my bleeding hearts in the back yard wave in the wind and am grateful for ‘bleeding heart’ people around the world who speak out to support those in desperate situations.  On this July 4th weekend, I particularly remember and pray for ‘bleeding heart’ Americans who are

… naming the injustice of the SCOTUS decision

… talking about Project 2025 and acknowledging that it has begun and that it is real

… speaking out in support of minorities who face racism, hatred, victimization.

… in solidarity with women who have been told that even if their pregnancy were caused by incest or rape or that their life were in danger, there would be no health care for them

… in compassion for children whose parents can’t provide for adequate housing, medical/dental care, nourishing food, schooling, socialization

… in support of physicians who follow the principles of medical ethics (which include medical confidentiality and non-maleficence, that is not to inflict harm) who, forced to break medical confidentiality by revealing the names of women seeking abortions will commit maleficence (to cause emotional harm) to those who have been become pregnant through rape or incest

… allies of LGBTQ2S+ and those in racially mixed marriages whose lives will be dramatically changed if draconian laws are implemented

… people who stand up for, stand beside, and stand with people of differing ethnicities, skin colours, sexualities, abilities, religions who are mocked, ridiculed, harassed, physically attacked, killed

It is difficult to wish “Happy July 4th” this year when so many are not equal even though the United States Declaration of Independence (posted at the end of this reflection), notes that all  citizens “are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.”   

 

They may be “endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights,” but those Rights are swiftly being eroded and destroyed by politicians who have forgotten, or have chosen to ignore, the oaths they took to “support and defend” the Constitution of the United States. 

It is difficult to wish Americans “Happy July 4th” for all of the above and more.   And yet – and yet there is hope. 

May the people of the United States have courage and strength, vision and persistence to Keep on, Keeping On in the pursuit of their unalienable rights by speaking out, speaking up and voting “blue” in November – voting for people who will bring the country back to the democratic vision of their founding fathers and mothers. 

Viva les ‘bleeding hearts’!   May they continue standing up and speaking out so that inalienable rights will truly be honoured and all will be equal.

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The Declaration of Independence, July 4, 1776

On July 2, 1776, Congress voted to dissolve the connection between “this country” and Great Britain, declaring the “United Colonies of North America” to be free and independent states.

 

IN CONGRESS, JULY 4, 1776  The unanimous Declaration of the thirteen united States of America:

“When in the Course of human events it becomes necessary for one people to dissolve the political bands which have connected them with another and to assume among the powers of the earth, the separate and equal station to which the Laws of Nature and of Nature’s God entitle them, a decent respect to the opinions of mankind requires that they should declare the causes which impel them to the separation.

We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness. — That to secure these rights, Governments are instituted among Men, deriving their just powers from the consent of the governed, — That whenever any Form of Government becomes destructive of these ends, it is the Right of the People to alter or to abolish it, and to institute new Government, laying its foundation on such principles and organizing its powers in such form, as to them shall seem most likely to effect their Safety and Happiness. Prudence, indeed, will dictate that Governments long established should not be changed for light and transient causes; and accordingly all experience hath shewn that mankind are more disposed to suffer, while evils are sufferable than to right themselves by abolishing the forms to which they are accustomed. But when a long train of abuses and usurpations, pursuing invariably the same Object evinces a design to reduce them under absolute Despotism, it is their right, it is their duty, to throw off such Government, and to provide new Guards for their future security. — Such has been the patient sufferance of these Colonies; and such is now the necessity which constrains them to alter their former Systems of Government. The history of the present King of Great Britain is a history of repeated injuries and usurpations, all having in direct object the establishment of an absolute Tyranny over these States. To prove this, let Facts be submitted to a candid world.

He has refused his Assent to Laws, the most wholesome and necessary for the public good.

He has forbidden his Governors to pass Laws of immediate and pressing importance, unless suspended in their operation till his Assent should be obtained; and when so suspended, he has utterly neglected to attend to them.

He has refused to pass other Laws for the accommodation of large districts of people, unless those people would relinquish the right of Representation in the Legislature, a right inestimable to them and formidable to tyrants only.

He has called together legislative bodies at places unusual, uncomfortable, and distant from the depository of their Public Records, for the sole purpose of fatiguing them into compliance with his measures.

He has dissolved Representative Houses repeatedly, for opposing with manly firmness his invasions on the rights of the people.

He has refused for a long time, after such dissolutions, to cause others to be elected, whereby the Legislative Powers, incapable of Annihilation, have returned to the People at large for their exercise; the State remaining in the mean time exposed to all the dangers of invasion from without, and convulsions within.

He has endeavoured to prevent the population of these States; for that purpose obstructing the Laws for Naturalization of Foreigners; refusing to pass others to encourage their migrations hither, and raising the conditions of new Appropriations of Lands.

He has obstructed the Administration of Justice by refusing his Assent to Laws for establishing Judiciary Powers.

He has made Judges dependent on his Will alone for the tenure of their offices, and the amount and payment of their salaries.

He has erected a multitude of New Offices, and sent hither swarms of Officers to harass our people and eat out their substance.

He has kept among us, in times of peace, Standing Armies without the Consent of our legislatures.

He has affected to render the Military independent of and superior to the Civil Power.

He has combined with others to subject us to a jurisdiction foreign to our constitution, and unacknowledged by our laws; giving his Assent to their Acts of pretended Legislation:

For quartering large bodies of armed troops among us:

For protecting them, by a mock Trial from punishment for any Murders which they should commit on the Inhabitants of these States:

For cutting off our Trade with all parts of the world:

For imposing Taxes on us without our Consent:

For depriving us in many cases, of the benefit of Trial by Jury:

For transporting us beyond Seas to be tried for pretended offences:

For abolishing the free System of English Laws in a neighbouring Province, establishing therein an Arbitrary government, and enlarging its Boundaries so as to render it at once an example and fit instrument for introducing the same absolute rule into these Colonies

For taking away our Charters, abolishing our most valuable Laws and altering fundamentally the Forms of our Governments:

For suspending our own Legislatures, and declaring themselves invested with power to legislate for us in all cases whatsoever.

He has abdicated Government here, by declaring us out of his Protection and waging War against us.

He has plundered our seas, ravaged our coasts, burnt our towns, and destroyed the lives of our people.

He is at this time transporting large Armies of foreign Mercenaries to compleat the works of death, desolation, and tyranny, already begun with circumstances of Cruelty & Perfidy scarcely paralleled in the most barbarous ages, and totally unworthy the Head of a civilized nation.

He has constrained our fellow Citizens taken Captive on the high Seas to bear Arms against their Country, to become the executioners of their friends and Brethren, or to fall themselves by their Hands.

He has excited domestic insurrections amongst us, and has endeavoured to bring on the inhabitants of our frontiers, the merciless Indian Savages whose known rule of warfare, is an undistinguished destruction of all ages, sexes and conditions.

In every stage of these Oppressions We have Petitioned for Redress in the most humble terms: Our repeated Petitions have been answered only by repeated injury. A Prince, whose character is thus marked by every act which may define a Tyrant, is unfit to be the ruler of a free people.

Nor have We been wanting in attentions to our British brethren. We have warned them from time to time of attempts by their legislature to extend an unwarrantable jurisdiction over us. We have reminded them of the circumstances of our emigration and settlement here. We have appealed to their native justice and magnanimity, and we have conjured them by the ties of our common kindred to disavow these usurpations, which would inevitably interrupt our connections and correspondence. They too have been deaf to the voice of justice and of consanguinity. We must, therefore, acquiesce in the necessity, which denounces our Separation, and hold them, as we hold the rest of mankind, Enemies in War, in Peace Friends.

We, therefore, the Representatives of the united States of America, in General Congress, Assembled, appealing to the Supreme Judge of the world for the rectitude of our intentions, do, in the Name, and by Authority of the good People of these Colonies, solemnly publish and declare, That these united Colonies are, and of Right ought to be Free and Independent States, that they are Absolved from all Allegiance to the British Crown, and that all political connection between them and the State of Great Britain, is and ought to be totally dissolved; and that as Free and Independent States, they have full Power to levy War, conclude Peace, contract Alliances, establish Commerce, and to do all other Acts and Things which Independent States may of right do. — And for the support of this Declaration, with a firm reliance on the protection of Divine Providence, we mutually pledge to each other our Lives, our Fortunes, and our sacred Honor.

New Hampshire: Josiah Bartlett, William Whipple, Matthew Thornton

Massachusetts: John Hancock, Samuel Adams, John Adams, Robert Treat Paine, Elbridge Gerry

Rhode Island: Stephen Hopkins, William Ellery

Connecticut: Roger Sherman, Samuel Huntington, William Williams, Oliver Wolcott

New York: William Floyd, Philip Livingston, Francis Lewis, Lewis Morris

New Jersey: Richard Stockton, John Witherspoon, Francis Hopkinson, John Hart, Abraham Clark

Pennsylvania: Robert Morris, Benjamin Rush, Benjamin Franklin, John Morton, George Clymer, James Smith, George Taylor, James Wilson, George Ross

Delaware: Caesar Rodney, George Read, Thomas McKean

Maryland: Samuel Chase, William Paca, Thomas Stone, Charles Carroll of Carrollton

Virginia:
George Wythe, Richard Henry Lee, Thomas Jefferson, Benjamin Harrison, Thomas Nelson, Jr., Francis Lightfoot Lee, Carter Braxton

North Carolina: William Hooper, Joseph Hewes, John Penn

South Carolina: Edward Rutledge, Thomas Heyward, Jr., Thomas Lynch, Jr., Arthur Middleton

Georgia: Button Gwinnett, Lyman Hall, George Walton

FOR JUST ONE DAY

FOR JUST ONE DAY

Proud to be a Canadian?  Yep.   
Happy to be a Canadian?   Very much.
Grateful to be a Canadian?  … Understatement.


However you will be marking another anniversary of this country, there is much that is good, in spite of the frustrations and problems. 

It is easy to criticize.
It is easy to point fingers and question.
It is easy to wish history revealed different stories.


I doubt there is one country which can claim to be without frustration, dismay, embarrassment, anger, disappointment, shame or combination thereof, as people reflect on the history of their country at some time or other.

For one day – just one day – how about we celebrate … not dwell on the negative. 
For one day – just one day – how about we focus on the goodness of this country … and not complain.
For one day – just one day, – how about we express gratitude … for the privilege of being Canadian.   

May all have a happy and safe Canada Day weekend – to all Canadians and all Canadian-wanna-be’s.  🙂


 


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A FATHER’S DAY REFLECTION

A FATHER’S DAY REFLECTION

This is not the usual Father’s Day reflection.  Father’s Day – a day marked in North America and other parts of the world to remember and celebrate the fathers in our lives … biological, foster, adoptive, grandfathers, etc.  And at the same time, it is ‘usual’, because it speaks of love … love of a daughter for a father when he was fully present as “Dad,” and love of a daughter for a father who began to fade away from being “Dad.”

It was many decades ago when I learned of Dad’s dementia diagnosis.

It was a journey that our whole family took, but particularly Mom, as she watched the man she deeply loved, fade away.  Dad was a brilliant man – highly intelligent; articulate; wonderful conversationalist; art historian; consultant for the National Art Gallery in Canada; entrepreneur; stockbroker; loving and devoted father, husband and grandfather; autodidact and listed in Canada’s “Who’s Who.”   Not surprisingly, none of us could understand the dementia diagnosis for him.

The “why” questions emerged.  At that time, so long ago, little was known about the disease.  And there were no guidelines for caregivers.

Mom devoted herself to Dad and as a result, her health suffered.   We almost lost her.   A decision had to be made and because Mom emotionally couldn’t do that, I flew across Canada to be with them, signed the paperwork and travelled with them to the care facility.  While it was one of the most difficult decisions and days of my life, it must have been far worse for both of them.

I lived over 4,000 miles away.  My brother lived over 2,000 miles away.  He was seriously ill.  We couldn’t be there on a regular basis and take some of the caregiving of Dad off Mom’s shoulders.  Mom was on her own.  As she no longer drove a car, she took the bus – an hour’s bus ride to the facility in the morning, and an hour’s bus ride home at night in all kinds of weather.  From the day I signed the papers and Dad moved into institutional care, Mom was with him – breakfast, lunch, dinner – every day.  Not surprisingly, her health suffered.  We almost lost her.  Physically.   Her doctor became so concerned that he told her (and phoned to tell me) that she had to stay away from the facility and couldn’t visit Dad for six months.  We almost lost her again.  This time, emotionally.

She just couldn’t imagine not being with Dad every day.  Her grief was compounded by guilt and exhaustion at all levels.

When her doctor intervened, Mom was understandably angry and upset.  But she listened, heard my concern for her and my reassurance that Dad was safe and well cared for, did as she was advised and came to live nearby me.  Fiercely independent, she agreed to the move but wanted to maintain her independence.   Slowly, her health began to improve.  And slowly she began to see and understand the importance of self-care.

When she returned to Dad, she was healthy.  And, she was wiser.  She knew how to balance her time … time with Dad and time for personal rest and re-creation.   After Dad died, Mom formed the first Alzheimer’s Association in Ontario.  No surprise to anyone who knew her.   Mom (Joy Mack) was a woman of many gifts and talents.  She was a courageous woman with a vision who was determined to help people in Canada and their families faced with the diagnosis of dementia/Alzheimer’s and to this day, thanks to her, the Alzheimer’s Association in Ontario is an integral source of information, counselling and support for those dealing with dementia either as caregivers or diagnosed with the illness.

That was long ago.   Today, diagnoses of dementia/Alzheimer’s continue to be pronounced.  And as I get older, it seems that particular diagnosis is happening more and more frequently.  The road ahead is not an easy one for caregivers of dementia patients.  The person they knew, is no longer the same person.  As the illness is first diagnosed and then progresses, it can take more and more of a beloved spouse, parent, sibling, grandparent, far away from reality (sometimes, slowly; sometimes, quickly).   Gratefully, new medication is delaying progression in many instances but still, the changes are evident and there is deep pain at all levels for all concerned.

While dementia patients endure many basic frustrations and losses (memory is only one), caregivers endure frustration and loss when changes in their loved one emerge … the ability to enter into a meaningful conversation becomes short-lived or non-existent … the ability to understand banking or technology or recipes or even how the phone works becomes short-lived or non-existent … the ability to understand it to be a particular day or month or year … the ability to remember a birthday or anniversary or Christmas etc..

As the illness progresses, things can change for the caregiver even more … loss, grief, reality set in as the realization that the above ‘abilities’ are not functioning and no matter what they do, they cannot help their loved one to regain those abilities … stress can bring physical, intellectual, spiritual and emotional responses / reactions – not sleeping well –  exhaustion – not able to concentrate – anger – reliance on alcohol / prescription drugs / medication to help ‘get through the day’ – social isolation due to not wanting to leave their loved one alone for too long – frustration at having to repeat answers to the questions over and over and over – patience is no longer part of their personality – a sense of guilt arises about leaving the person alone at home while the caregiver gets their hair done, goes grocery-shopping, takes a course/workshop, etc..

What to do?  Self-care.  How that self-care is manifest, is different for every caregiver because every situation is different.  But the directions of flight attendants in plane emergencies: (“If the oxygen mask drops down, put yours on first and then help the person who needs help”) are a guide: self care, first and foremost. Dementia is a difficult journey for all concerned – the person diagnosed, family members who try to help by bringing up memories of the past and say “Do you remember when we … you … I did such and such?  Do you remember … fill in the blanks.”

The reality is, they don’t remember and realizing they don’t remember only serves to cause them distress.  So we must not go that route with them.   We must “be” with them – where they are … in their time zone, in their physical space, in their understanding of situations and people.   Not insist that they are with us in our time zone, physical space, understanding of situations and people.

My hope and prayer is … that family and friends will remember the importance of not asking the “do you remember” questions. May those who are afflicted with dementia know they are loved.   May family members and friends not judge the decisions caregivers make for themselves, or for their loved one who has been diagnosed with dementia, for they are doing the very best they can.

And may caregivers remember the importance of self-care and take care of themselves.

First.

Their loved ones would want them to.

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A PERSONAL ASIDE:  Yes, this might be an unusual Father’s Day reflection, but hopefully it is seen in light of tribute to a man who faced his devastating illness with courage.  The man I remember this day and many other days, Albert Edward Mack (Eddie)  was a gentle, wise man – a loving and respectful-of-all-people –  man.  The lessons he taught were ‘gift’ as I was growing up and even more so now that I am older than he was when he died.

This day, I remember Albert Edward (Eddie) Mack with much love and deep gratitude.
Rest in peace, Dad.
Rest in peace this Father’s Day and all days.  You were a wonderful father and I honour you.
Your memory is such a blessing.

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Creative Spirituality Artist

Creative Spirituality Artist

The first time I heard someone look at something I had created and say “June, you are an artist,” I was taken aback.
An artist? No, not me.
I can’t draw or paint or do calligraphy or sculpt or quilt or …
I just play.
And then it dawned on me … just as beauty is in the eye of the beholder, so is artistry / creativity.

But for many years, I denied that anything I had made was creative or artistic. Each time someone made a positive comment on a handmade card they’d received from me or a painting I’d done or a book I’d made, I mumbled something along the lines of “oh, I’m not an artist. I just like to play” and never uttered a “thank you” to the person for their kind comment.

And then one day, I heard my husband deny his artistic talent to someone who had just admired his work at an art show. I was shocked. Hans was an artist! His sketches, paintings, and calligraphy had sold; he and his artwork had been featured in national magazines and art shows; his work was proudly displayed by many in Canada, the U.S., Europe and Australia. That evening, I asked him why he was so negative about his work and didn’t thank the person for their comment. His reply echoed my thoughts about my own work … “I’m not very good, compared to …”

Ahhh, there was the key – comparison.

Calligrapher Peter Thornton often says “When you look at your neighbour’s work, you see it for what it is. When you look at your own work, you see it for what it isn’t.”  Why do we do that? Why do we see the value of our effort and work in comparison with the work of others and not for their own intrinsic worth?

There will always be people who do what we do, only better. There will always be people who are ahead of us on the learning curve – who we admire and want to emulate. But that doesn’t mean our efforts, our work, is of any less value.

That evening, as Hans and I talked about the way we both denied that we were creative/artistic, we agreed to not compare our work with others and try to see ourselves as artists. I’d been a school teacher (variety of subjects) for decades and loved seeing the light come on when a student “got it” – whatever the subject. After that evening, I found myself consciously encouraging Soulistry workshop students to see themselves as artists, not to compare their work with someone else. I hoped that seeing themselves in such a way would make a difference.

When a student wrote and reminded me of the import role of encouragement (of one another – of ourselves), I realized that I’d taken the conversation my husband and I had had, very seriously. The student wrote: “I want to thank you. I drove on a stormy day in October to attend your ‘Picasso Portraits’ class. During that class you quietly said to me, “Don’t let anyone tell you that you are not an artist.” I so needed that comment at that time. I was questioning why I was “wasting” my time making art and asking myself what the heck I was going to do with all that so-called art that I was generating. I held your comment in my mind. Repeated it to myself often, when needed. And yesterday I sold my first painting!!! I entered a piece on a whim, and it sold on the first day. I am encouraged to continue making art. Because it makes me happy.”

She is an artist! Not because she sold one of her pieces, but because making art makes her “happy.”

I believe that expressing our creativity, our artistry, deepens our spirituality. That deep belief was the inspiration for the birth of *Soulistry* – the workshops, then the book, then the blog, the website, and the Facebook page. And, and it’s why the Soulistry book has a sub-title: “Artistry of the Soul,” for I believe that every person can be an artist.

Whether we are a flower arranger, sculptor, writer, painter, paper artist, surgeon, chef, book-maker, musician, fabric designer, singer, sew-er, cartoonist, dancer, poet, graphic designer, woodworker, gardener, knitter, card-maker, tangler, inventor, jewellery-maker, calligrapher, hair stylist, miniaturist, blogger, weaver, quilter, car builder, beadmaker, etc. … whether we sell our work, win awards, are ‘the best’ in our field, isn’t the issue. When we create, we make a spiritual connection – we are nourishing our spirit – having fun – challenging the synapses in our brain -learning something new – exploring our playful nature – experiencing a sense of happiness and indefinable joy.

Many years ago, at the end of a Soulistry retreat where retreatants created several projects, each was presented with a certificate with their name and the letters C.S.A. – Creative Spirituality Artist – and encouraged to add those letters after their name. 🙂

I like that – not because I made it up <g> – but because it speaks to an understanding of who I am when I create … an understanding of who I believe we all are, when we create.

We are creative artists connecting to spirit aka “Creative Spirituality Artists”. May we all be Creative Spirituality Artists with openness, with abandon, with play and with joy!

© June Maffin C.S. A.

(The photograph is of an “acrylic pour” I did on a long-playing record was a gift for a friend who now recognizes that she too is a C.S.A.)

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WITH MOTHER’S DAY ON THE HORIZON

WITH MOTHER’S DAY ON THE HORIZON



With Mother’s Day on the horizon,
may we be mindful that there are women who will be celebrating and giving thanks
while at the same time
there will be women who will be grieving and in pain
— all on the same day.


With Mother’s Day on the horizon,
I think of and pray for experiencing a wide range of emotions
… the women who never birthed a child
… the women who birthed a child
… the women who miscarried
… the women who were infertile (or their partner was)
… the women who had an abortion
… the women whose child was stillborn
… the women whose child had serious health issues
… the women whose child ran away and put into custodial care
… the women whose child was raped
… the women whose child was taken away at birth by authorities
… the women whose child was kidnapped
… the women whose child died due to the pandemic, accident, overdose, illness, murder
… the women who began life as male, but knew they were not
… the women whose child lives in fear
… the women whose child became alienated from them and there is little or no communication
… the women whose adoptions fell through
… the women whose artificial insemination didn’t work
… the women whose surrogate changed her mind & kept the baby
… the women whose child is in prison
… the women whose child had a debilitating physical/mental disability
… the women whose child committed suicide
… the women who were surrogate mothers, carried the child to term, but who never became that child’s parent.
… the women in countries at war, trying to be strong for their children while separated from their partners, families, country and living with explosions, food shortages and the threat of rape, annihilation.
… all whose mothers have died


With Mother’s Day on the horizon, I think of, and pray for
those who are rejoicing because
… they gave birth to a healthy child
… their child had children and they became a grandmother
… they adopted a child
… each of us – for we all had a biological mother and were given life.


With Mother’s Day on the horizon, I think of and pray for
those who are mothers, but may not see their role
to be one of mothering:
foster moms, spiritual moms, mentor moms.


With Mother’s Day on the horizon,
I think of and pray for those who lost their mother
through death or alienation
– and all who suffered abuse from their mother.

This year,
with the reality that Roe v Wade was overturned in the United States,
I think and pray for the countless woman who will be forced to carry a child to term
… regardless of rape, incest, age or their own death.


And may acknowledgment of Mother’s Day,
be done with sensitivity, compassion and kindness
in churches
families
social media
and law courts.

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© June Maffin
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