The less noticed!

I made a departure form my regular walk in the garden and found the above sights which had escaped my attention during my regular walk! They were present away from the foot path that I was used to take regularly! The less taken path brings some surprises. 

A young consultant interested in further training in a speciality applied for a training programme overseas and he was chosen to his surprise as it was a keenly contested position. In his narration of his story of the last three years, he alluded to being taken through a path he had not anticipated in the speciality training, because the professor who supervises his training seems to take him through experiences which one would have acquired normally much later in the professional experience. The professor has an eye for what is outside the regular stream of learning. The professor leads this trainee to go beyond the usual. 

While listening to a clinical story of a 30 months old child this week,  who developed a stroke like illness following a diarrhoeal illness, was well investigated by the treating team and had arrived at a logical differential diagnosis. I was encouraged by the resolve of the young team of professionals to find a way forward to help the child who is now left with hypertonia and impaired mobility and language skills. Now that most common causes for this impairment are ruled out, the search is on for any unusual cause.The enthusiastic and compassionate approach of the professional team towards this child and his family was impressive and refreshing to listen to. It was evident that the treating team was moving beyond the regular path of approach to help this family. 

I missed the sights above in our garden because I stayed on the regular foot path that I was used to taking for my walk. There was more hidden beyond my visibility. The two illustrations of clinical situations also affirm the need to leave the usual path and take a less travelled path to make learning experiences complete. 

This has a message of significance to me. I can stay in my mid seventies confined to what I am used to do! That reinforces the routine. The opportunity to discover what was missed by following the routine opened up before me through these experiences.

From mid life when one makes the journey from being generative in the language of Eric Ericson, to be an elder in the seventies, the essential transition is towards focussing on the needs and aspirations of others. 

A young consultant told me the other day how she was offered an opportunity to be part of a neuromuscular team of professionals who are into exploring the prospects of treatment and rehabilitation of children and adults with Duchenne Muscular Dystrophy and Spinal Muscular Atrophy with newer modalities of treatment and supportive care. Another consultant shared his thoughts about his desire to befriend young professional couples working in cross cultural heath care settings to accompany them to bring support and affirmation. 

The journey through the less travelled path is the only option when one is moved by the adventure of living, where the needs of others give a reason to be creative and exploratory! 

I realise that one does not 'settle down' nor one is on a 'conveyer belt' of activities, when one is in an elder's role, but becomes original and authentic by bringing experience and wisdom for others to benefit from! It is an occasion and opportunity to be giving willingly and altruistically, guided by the aspirations of the younger people. 

I feel glad to have an active association with young professionals because they speak a language of aspiration and hope; that gives an opportunity to affirm them with a discerning resonance! 

M.C.Mathew(text and photo)

 

Birds remember their garden space!

The above avian visitors in our garden this morning was a delightful sight as it was after a few weeks I noticed flight movements around the same time in the garden. It is a sign that birds are returning to the garden after having been elsewhere for most part of the monsoon. 

A pair of White-rumped Munia was also joined the outing after a while. They were feeding on the millets in the garden. 

 

What was special about one of them was its attempt to break the branch of the millet plant. Was it to feed afterwards or take to their nest somewhere to feed the fledglings! 

It was a morning of avian circus in the garden, which happened in a short time in between the rain fall. 

This became festive occasion for Anna and myself because we felt that the birds remembered us and returned to the garden to visit us with their bird calls! 

M.C.Mathew(text and photo)

Some lasting memories!

 

These flowers are from five rose bushes in our garden which have a long history. Although they bear only few flowers, each flower has a morphology and fragrance, distinct and different from the other rose bushes in the garden. These are native rose bushes which did not have a history of budding. 

As I watch them, during the morning walk they have a story to tell me. They were planted as rose cuttings in our garden by my parents which they gathered from other gardens in our neighbourhood. I remember multiplying these varieties in our garden by planting cuttings during the winter season. They grow up and have a natural resilience against  pests. The budded rose bushes are less resilient and insects thrive on the buds unless we spray insecticides to protect them and their leaves. 

The rose flowers are more than just ornamental in purpose. They are flowers associated with occasions. It was the habit of my parents to give visitors a few rose flowers and sometimes some rose cuttings. I remember watching those occasions when the visitors felt surprised and touched. When I meet senior citizens in the village shopping area, I still hear someone coming forward to tell me that the rose cuttings from our garden gifted by my parents are still bearing flowers. They too have long years of history. 

Now rose flowers are memorials of such occasions! The 'community living' practiced in our village at that time had the feature of sharing the produce of the vegetable garden between neighbours. It was common for my parents to give bunches of banana, beans and coconuts to our neighbours as we often had good yield of them. We received fruits such as pine apple, mango, and papaya from our neighbours. 

Anna continues this practice of distributing beans, banana bunches, rambutan, Chikkoo and papaya to few of our neighbours.  

They are symbols of yesteryears we like to carry on to celebrate long history of 'shared living' ! 

I recall sights in my childhood, of people carrying produce of the farm on Sundays, to the church to distribute them among the members of the congregation. It was a custom to bring the first produce of every season to share with others. The harvest festival in many congregations in the later years replaced this with an annual event. 

The insularity that is the norm now has replaced the experience of  shared living of yesteryears. 

We have many gains of comfort and prosperity now in a technologically advanced environment. But trustful and communicative living as a neighbourhood community is less of reality now!

I remember late Rev A.C.Oommen, the head of chaplaincy at the ChrIstian Medical College, Vellore talking about a practice in the early sixties, when a family would gather the provision list from a few families in the neighbourhood, when they went out for shopping. He used to refer to it as a sign of the attitude of proximity that prevailed at that time towards neighbours. 

I regret that even for us, neighbours are strangers as we live occupied with our own chores! 

I wish that the neighbourhood would become a social home for many!

M.C.Mathew(text and photo)

The resonance of joy and hope within!

The above photos of a Moth, Dragonflies and Butterflies on a rainy day in our garden brought an awareness of how they too waited for their outing during the in between dry interval. They live well adapting to the hostile weather conditions. 

Usually the honey bees hover over the flowers of buttercups, lilies and hibiscus. That is missing during the rainy days. 

An ant crawling from the nine o'clock position, over to the rose flower was a sign of the uninterrupted rhythm in nature even on rainy days. 

I find this as an inspiring and comforting sight! Some seasons in our lives would have a constraining effect upon us. Anna and I are in one such season when the domestic helpers are not able to come  due to their illness. That places more responsibilities upon us for the upkeep of the garden and attending to the daily chores. 

The sight of these flowers in the garden and movements of dragon flies and butterflies in the garden helped us to focus on what is present! What is missing is what preoccupied us for a while. But what is present and vibrant gives enough cheer and provides continuity of hope. 

That shifts the focus to staying content and grateful! 

The cloud of disappointment is what each of us has to face during the transitions in life! A stanza of a hymn came to my mind while wanting to transcend the difficulties of the season:

"... All Thy works with joy surround Thee,

Earth ad heaven reflect Thy rays,

Stars and angels sing around Thee

Centre of unbroken praise,

Field and Forest, vale and mountain,

Flowery meadow, flashing sea,

Chanting bird and flowing mountain,

Call us to rejoice in Thee.." (Henry Van Dyke, Joyful, joyful we adore)

The garden and its beings sing the chorus of praise and hope, which is beginning to resonate within as I reflect and wait!

M.C.Mathew(text and photo)

 

 

Becoming present to the other!

The meal time of the two Bulbuls at the feeding station in our garden, looked like the Bulbuls becoming present to each other! There was a nearness and mutual communicativeness that they conveyed in their body language. The silent pauses between feeding had a meaning that made the meal time an experience of communication! There was an affirming nearness!

The becoming of a human family too has many such endearing experiences. I recall the conversation time around the meal time in our home when our children were in their mid childhood. Anna and I found that children felt comfortable and relaxed to talk about their experiences in play, anecdotal events at school, or raise their questions and make comments about matters that occupied their attention. 

It was during such times, I had my earlier lessons in listening with attention! The hurry to talk is a normal habit of most adults. The narration of one person evokes the memory of a similar experience and one feels drawn to take over the conversation with another narration. When one can withhold from such a tendency, and stay tuned to listen and participate in the experience of the other person, the conversation can take us to another level. A person is making a self disclosure through a narrative sequence. 

The self disclosure is the heart of every conversation. A person makes himself or herself known to others through the experience shared. When we interrupt that flow by sharing a parallel experience, and shifts the attention to ourselves by the narration of a similar experience, we leave the person feeling bereft! The self disclosure every person makes is an occasion to make that person feel accepted and affirmed. This happens when we can lead the person with responsive questions to help the person to say more or reflect to dwell deeper into that experience. 

All self-disclosure carry the prospect of becoming a growing experience to the narrator and  listeners. In that sense, conversations are not occasions for sharing informations. Conversations can become upbuilding experiences. I recall instances when conversations brought enlightenment and a refreshing touch which made that occasion memorable. 

One aspect of conversations that I am learning to observe is the appropriate way to give a response that resonates heartily in the other person. 

That generates a new ambience in any conversation! We can create time and space for every person to be an equal participant in a conversation! We pause for others to speak and wait attentively to feel drawn towards others and their thoughts. When that happens there is a space for every person to feel included in the conversation! 

Such conversations that build regardful attitudes towards each other bring mutual nearness and appreciative orientation!

M.C.Mathew( text and photo)

Living with unmet needs !

A hungry rain soaked Asian Koel at daybreak in our garden to feed on guava fruit !  It is not common for Asian Koel to settle for guava fruit from my earlier experience in our garden. They usually feed on papaya, berry and jackfruit. The bird did not look flight ready as the body was dripping with water. Its attempt to feed on guava lasted only a few minutes. It abandoned it and flew away in short laps to the thick foliage of a tall tree. 

By then the Bulbuls had arrived at the feeding station. 

The Asian Koel did not find its choice feed in the garden. The Bulbuls did find theirs at the feeding station. 

This is a life event worth pondering upon. This is a dissociated state of not finding what one is looking for. 

A neighbour who is a labourer by occupation having educated his daughter in commerce stream, recently sent her to the United Kingdom to study further. He sold his land to raise money towards it along with raising a loan from the bank. After six months she is yet to get into a stream of learning. She has restrictions on working full time. Listening to the story, I realised how some young people who go overseas aspirationally, do not have their expectations or needs fulfilled. They live in a dissociated state! The lack of opportunities for lucrative employment locally makes the parents think of the prospects overseas. For some it turns out to be a gateway into prospects. For others it is another spell of harrowing experience! 

The current mindset of parents is to push children to a professional stream against bottle necks at each stage. But parents who choose a vocational stream for their children struggle less as having a got job, their children will have opportunities to join for evening college or pursue on line learning to advance their skills, which would make them eligible  to seek for better job opportunities. 

I feel for the increasing distress among young people who are forced to live in a dissociated state- mismatch between their aspiration and current level of gainful engagement !

The reality is that our village has no more young people well employed. Most have left overseas. The homes have elderly parents and grand parents. The social support is minimum for such people when they become dependent. Thanks to the creative response of the new Chief Minister of Kerala, there is proposal for a separate ministry to attend to the social security of the elderly! 

We live in an environment when some receive what they are looking for and some others live with unmet needs! 

It was the helpless state of the Asian Koel at daybreak today, which alerted me about the woes of those who live with unmet needs! It comes to me as a call for more mindful responses to engage this need!

M.C.Mathew(text and photo)

Living beyond the existential reality!

The sight in the garden when it is drizzling is an engaging visual feast! The birds continue their rhythm of the occasion undeterred by the rain. The large birds are disadvantaged as they will need longer time to dry their wings and feathers before they can resume their flight. I watched how the rose flower looked soaked in the rain but does not loose its colourfulness or exuberant look! 

Anna and I received greetings on the doctor's day last week from a forty years old single woman, who first visited ASHIRVAD Child Development Centre in 1986. She had signs of a metabolic dysfunction affecting skeletal growth, leading to limitations in mobility. The enzyme replacement therapy or a bone marrow transplant was not available at that time. Her unusual playful and endearing childhood behaviour touched us so much that her visit for developmental support had a charismatic effect on all of us at the centre. Her parents continued to be in touch with us even after we relocated at CMC Vellore to start the Developmental paediatrics Unit in 1997. Since our retirement from CMC Vellore in 2018, the contacts were more on phone. She continued her interests to read, draw, make designs in computer, edit newsletters for the church she was part of, although she was wheel chair bound from the age of nine years. Her spinal deformity was beyond the scope of surgical correction as risks of complications were high. There were regular greetings we received from her on special occasions which brought immense delight to us to feel the state of her wellness amidst her limitations. Her parents became her tower of strength and made her life colourful by creating opportunities to be active with her interests. 

We received a message two days ago, that she would be celebrating her fortieth birthday shortly. That created an urge within us to go to visit her sometime soon. 

Although we have had other children with the same metabolic disorder, this story is different from those of others. She lives her full life bringing radiance of joy and message of hope to others. We receive messages from friends about the overflowing spirit of warm regards and affection she communicates. She lives adapting to her needs, but nurturing herself to a live a soulful life. 

The birds and flower above live adapting to the adverse weather conditions. 

The story of this mid lifer with a metabolic dysfunction is an equally vibrant story of being an overcomer! What an upbuilding home and parental support she would have received to be such a self giving person with faith and hope ! In her correspondence with us she would quote verses from the Bible, which too is a refreshing experience for us, because she would choose verses appropriately that were often unfamiliar to us. 

The charm of her persona, the grace in her relational attitude and the abiding trust in God while living with limitations are exceptional to behold! She is a living testimony to the goodness of God appropriated in a life lived with forbearance and fortitude. 

We recall our association with this unusual person and her family as a gift. We feel inspired by the vision of beyondness, with which some are given grace to live with! Hers is a mystical journey living beyond the travails in her body!

M.C.Mathew(text and photo)