littledarling
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- Aug 28, 2008
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The sun is shining and my heart is full.
I went to see this psychic a few weeks ago. I've seen her a few times before, she's quite good at what she does. Mostly, I love visiting her. Her name is Ruth and she's this old little woman with these eyes...they are quite possibly the softest eyes I have ever seen. I look at her and feel dizzy with compassion. I am so tender that I fear falling to the floor like a wet noodle. Each time I visit she peers into my soul, takes a handful of truth and, holding it out to me, she proclaims, "this is who you are. I see you. This is who you were. I hurt for you. This is your potential. I am glad for you."
In our last meeting, Ruth told me that I will be tempted to work with abused and neglected children as a career. She warned me against it, saying that my heart is too soft and the work would break me.
While I clearly see her concerns, I take her words as guidelines rather than rules. I know myself. I know that working with wounded children would be heartbreaking, but I also know that I have much to offer and that there is currently a shortage in compassionate, knowledgeable people willing to work with this group of people. As a nanny I have been interested in child development and have read many books on attachment theory. Since the meeting with Ruth my interest has practically tripled. I cannot seem to satisfy this curiosity; this longing in my soul to know more, do more, be more. I have read many accounts of child therapists, foster parents, social workers, and child development researchers. They claim to share the same basic message. Working with abused and neglected children is exhausting, challenging,sometimes even hopeless. But there are moments in which you're able to witness a child healing, or beginning to heal, and you feel finally, a sense of right. The world has been spinning and out of control and finally, even if just for a moment, everything is made right and calm and good. And you get to witness that. Even, possibly be a part of that.
The work is not for everyone. There are obviously a lot of sacrifices that must be made and an emotional strength possessed by very few is required in order to stay afloat. I don't know for sure if I will end up working with this group of children. I still have many years of schooling ahead of me. I do however, know that my attention has been caught, and my heart has been touched.
I went to see this psychic a few weeks ago. I've seen her a few times before, she's quite good at what she does. Mostly, I love visiting her. Her name is Ruth and she's this old little woman with these eyes...they are quite possibly the softest eyes I have ever seen. I look at her and feel dizzy with compassion. I am so tender that I fear falling to the floor like a wet noodle. Each time I visit she peers into my soul, takes a handful of truth and, holding it out to me, she proclaims, "this is who you are. I see you. This is who you were. I hurt for you. This is your potential. I am glad for you."
In our last meeting, Ruth told me that I will be tempted to work with abused and neglected children as a career. She warned me against it, saying that my heart is too soft and the work would break me.
While I clearly see her concerns, I take her words as guidelines rather than rules. I know myself. I know that working with wounded children would be heartbreaking, but I also know that I have much to offer and that there is currently a shortage in compassionate, knowledgeable people willing to work with this group of people. As a nanny I have been interested in child development and have read many books on attachment theory. Since the meeting with Ruth my interest has practically tripled. I cannot seem to satisfy this curiosity; this longing in my soul to know more, do more, be more. I have read many accounts of child therapists, foster parents, social workers, and child development researchers. They claim to share the same basic message. Working with abused and neglected children is exhausting, challenging,sometimes even hopeless. But there are moments in which you're able to witness a child healing, or beginning to heal, and you feel finally, a sense of right. The world has been spinning and out of control and finally, even if just for a moment, everything is made right and calm and good. And you get to witness that. Even, possibly be a part of that.
The work is not for everyone. There are obviously a lot of sacrifices that must be made and an emotional strength possessed by very few is required in order to stay afloat. I don't know for sure if I will end up working with this group of children. I still have many years of schooling ahead of me. I do however, know that my attention has been caught, and my heart has been touched.
