For Wordless Wednesday.
sail
For Wordless Wednesday.
Sunrise two days ago.
Are there toxic people?
No, I do not believe so….
I think there are toxic interactions.
Toxic behavior. And it takes two to tango, really.
Do I have to stay away from someone who behaves badly? Do they set me off? Well, that’s about me, isn’t it? I need to go look in the mirror and see what is bothering me. What does this remind me of? Are they getting under my skin? So what part of my skin needs better boundaries?
I realized that my father drank too much when I was in college. I read about it and went home, ready to intervene. My mother and my sister refused, much to my surprise. And slowly I realized that my mother was enabling the drinking.
I set boundaries with my father. I said that he could not come to my house drunk and he could not drink at my house. I refused to sleep in my parents’ house because he was falling asleep and there were cigarette burns in the floor and an 8 inch diameter one between the couch cushions. I told my mother I was having nightmares about fires. She joked that she would be mad if he burned a hole in the waterbed. I told my father I was afraid to sleep upstairs and moved to my grandmother’s, two doors away. I was lucky that I had that option.
My father stopped drinking a decade later. I took my young son to visit, and found that my father had started again. I asked my mother, “Why didn’t you tell me?” She replied, “I told you I would leave if he drank, but I am not going to leave.” I said, “We are not staying with you.” and we moved to my mother-in-law’s house.
As a family doctor, I try to help each person. My clinic and I do have boundaries. If they no show for three visits within one year, we ask them to change to another doctor. People call for referrals often. I can’t do a referral without documenting a diagnosis and doing an examination, so they need a visit. “But you’ve seen me for hip pain!” “Yes, and that was a year ago. Time to reevaluate, right?” And all doctors here are swamped: they want to save their over busy time for people who truly need them. The orthopedist does not want to see that hip unless I agree that they need to: if physical therapy and discussion can fix it, one less person that they don’t get to operate on.
I recently had calls for an emergency referral. I left a message with both the patient and the specialist. I had not seen the person for five months. I have no idea what is happening. If it’s an emergency, they need to contact the insurance, not me, because I have not seen the person: no diagnosis. And insurance should cover if it is an emergency. If it is not an emergency, well…
There is behavior that I prefer not to be around. There is behavior I will tolerate in clinic but not my personal life, since I get paid in clinic. There is behavior I won’t tolerate in clinic. But think of the great ones that are still spoken of: the Buddha, the Bodhisattvas, Jesus. They had boundaries to where any person was allowed to approach them and was received and was sometimes changed by that reception. When I say “I can’t be around him or her,” how do I need to change? Ok, not the crazy person shooting into crowds, no tolerance. But day to day, the things that get under our skin, it’s our skin that is fallible.
I do not want to label anyone toxic. I hope to make a small difference in the world through my clinic. And add to the joy in the world.
For the Daily Prompt: saintly. I am not there.Β
Sweet Honey in the Rock: Would you harbor me?
Our heron is grooming again. We had a discussion last night: do they have more bones in the neck than people? And what about giraffes?
Here is a lovely blog post about birds and bones and herons’ necks from 2013: http://rosy-finch.blogspot.com/2013/10/the-unfeathered-bird-review-and.html. Add that book to my wish list, it sounds both gorgeous and fascinating.
“I feel like I’m being watched.”
I moved around the tall tree taking photographs. Our heron perches so comfortably, high up. Her feathers are so complex and beautiful.
I followed the heron in flight and she landed. In a tree! Close by! This is my next photo, hooray for zoom lenses.
I was trying to follow the heron in flight. This is not in focus, but I like it anyhow! I need a tripod and practice, or just lots more practice…. Photographing synchronized swimming, timing is important, but at least they stay in the pool.
And look at those wings!
This is for the Daily Prompt: recreate. The American Academy of Family Physicians had a celebration last night at the end of the conference and included a painter who recreated this familiar faces right in front of a large audience. Then it was auctioned off to the highest bidder to fund raise for Houston hurricane victims. Bravo!
I am sorry about the wings
During the massage today
my poor back aches so
where my wings should be
Guilt
If the Beloved gives me wings
I should fly
but I would rather be in the water
I feel so much safer here
and then I think
maybe I should stop
jumping off of cliffs…..
I should stop jumping off of cliffs….
I follow that thought
I should stay in the water
keep my tail and scales
I have come out so many times
lately only for you
you will not come in the water
you don’t want to hear me sing
you want me to be silent and listen
you want me to agree about the past
and collapse
I say here
here is the future
I can see it
and you don’t answer
you don’t listen
when I return to the sea
you call me
and you come to the edge of the sea
to call me
but you won’t come in
I have come out to you
on those painful legs
for which I sacrifice my voice
you would have scales and a tail
if you came to me
come to the future with me
we will meet at the edge of the sea
me in the sea
you on the beach
and talk
but this is goodbye
I won’t come out again
and I say to the Beloved
I am sorry about the wings
I will use the wings
my back was so sore
where the wings were
the wings are back
I still have my scales and tail
I rise to the surface of the sea
I spread my wings
scales, tail and wings
I begin
now I will fly
8/3/16
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