As I move around the
circle of my life, I am noticing that some of my abilities are changing. My eyesight is now affected by cataracts
which makes physical seeing like looking through dirty glasses and yet I can
see the beauty in people with amazing clarity.
My ability to hear voices clearly has also diminished and yet I can hear
what the souls of people are saying loud and clear. My body changes shape as time goes on, led by
some design that is mysterious to me and yet it provides a wonderful nurturing
cushion for my young grandchildren. In addition to this, every now and then,
vertigo appears which makes me look as though I’m walking on the deck of a ship
at sea before getting sea legs. My
physical strength is also diminishing which means I have to do less and ask for
help more but I am really good at holding space and acknowledging the gifts of
younger people.
Recently, I spent the
day with my two oldest sons, their partners, my teenaged grandson and his
friend, my grandson who is a toddler and my grandson who is only 10 weeks old
along with my partner who like myself, is a senior and my son's large dog. We met at their campsite in Killbear
Provincial Park. After visiting for a
little while, we decided to go on a hike along the shore of Georgian Bay.
I had woken up that
morning with vertigo brought on by allergic reactions to the numerous wild
flowers that grow all around me. It had
cleared enough for me to drive to the campground but I was still a little
unsteady on my feet I brought my cedar
walking stick along for the hike.
Here is the tree that has been the symbol of Killbear Park for decades along with Teddy. |
We set off along a dirt
trail before coming through the trees to the beautiful pink rocks of the
Canadian Shield. My walking stick helped
me to find my balance but every now and then, I had to step over a wider expanse
or step down onto a lower rock. My
vision makes it harder to estimate distance and my quads aren’t always up to
the task of catching my balance. While I
was standing before one of these challenges, my partner put out his hand to
help me. I wear a wide brimmed hat to
block the sunshine that makes seeing through cataracts difficult. All I saw was a hand appearing in front of
me. I gladly took it and stepped down
safely. Thanking him, I continued on my
way.
At the next gap, I
stopped to assess the situation and this time, my daughter-in-law put out her
hand. Once again, it appeared seemingly
from nowhere. I chuckled, took her hand,
made the step and thanked her. At the
next step down, it was the hand of my grandson’s teenaged friend that came to
my aid. Later, it was each of my sons
and my grandson. Every time I needed
help, someone was right there.
I see myself as someone
who helps others. I worked in a helping
profession, raised children and now take care of my geriatric father. It felt like a new experience to have a hand
held out for me when I needed it. It
came as a bit of a surprise and made it possible for me to keep up with the
group who were carrying children and knapsacks.
It makes me wonder, if
there have been hands there all along that I didn’t see or fully appreciate
because I was focused on giving help instead of receiving it. If I think about it, all the food that I eat
has been grown or harvested by someone else.
The house that I live in was built by someone else using materials made
or harvested by others. The plants and
animals that have given their lives to keep mine going are all there. The health care providers that have helped me
when I needed help have allowed my body to offer help to others. And the list goes on and on.
So, as I age and need
more help, perhaps I can see how this idea fits into the Indigenous idea of All
My Relations as I see myself connected to all of life with the humility of
realizing that as a human, I am totally dependent on the rest of life – the
air, the sun, the water, the plants, the animals, the insects, the fish, the
rocks, the moon and the stars. There are
hands reaching out everywhere if I look for them as well as my hand reaching
out to others.