Wednesday, 14 March 2012

The Mediator as healer



About 5 years ago, whilst on a process oriented psychology course, we were dealing with issues of our own identity, exploring our bigger self – the thing that drives and motivates us.  The exercise had a shamanic aspect and was not using rational, intellectual processes.  What appeared for me through the process was an identity as a healer.
My immediate reaction was one of discomfort and awkwardness.  It somehow felt too big or weird or unlike my general view of myself – the temptation was to push it away and give it no more notice.
To some extent I succeeded, I got on with my life, worked with conflict and only occasional thought about healing.
Recently though it has resurfaced, and this time it has come back again as a body based experience whilst on another course.  I wasn’t looking for it, it found me.
To be comfortably English about this I feel discombobulated – do I ignore it again or do I try it on for size and see what happens?
If I do pick up this identity how do I do what I do through this filter?  Who am I if this is the approach I take to my work, my relationships and in fact to any interaction?
To explore this it seems important to think about my views and prejudices about healing?
From the initial experience, I noticed that my reaction was to view healing as something to do with the ‘laying on of hands’, and that this was mainly oriented towards helping the body.  I did this despite recognising that healing has many forms and works on all aspects of our humanness, but my prejudices were intact and working well – which of course meant that I wasn’t a healer.
 As I thought more about healing I gently allowed myself to think about working with conflict as a form of healing, even though I continued to identify working with the mind and emotions as somehow less significant, from a healing perspective, than working with or through the body.
After the second experience of being told I was a healer – I felt as if I had to pay attention. 
So, when I engage with people as a mediator, what is my underlying intent?  Why am I making this engagement?  Is it to earn money, is it a job or is it something deeper.  For me it is all of these – I earn a living and it is a vocation, something I discovered that delights and fascinates me and in which I have built some ability.
My intent has often been to help, to see if I can support a conflict to unfold, so that the way forward becomes clear.  I have looked at my own need to feel good by ‘sorting’ the parties and believe I am not driven by this any longer (I was when I started).
If I pick up the healer aspect, what happens?  Is the experience different or new, does my intent change, do I or they behave differently?
I have yet to discover, this feels like a work in progress and I will happily receive any help that is offered.
Whichever aspect of a person I engage with, I am involved in a process of healing and I need to face this directly.  It is bigger than earning a living or feeling good that I helped within a dispute.  It is about saying clearly that mediation offers an opportunity to heal and then dealing with the consequence of this statement.
The consequences run in two directions; toward me and to the people that I work with.
When looking at the impact on me, does this internal stance change me?   My immediate thought is something to do with responsibility.  My usual stance as a mediator is to say that I have a responsibility to the people I work with but not for them – this stance offers me a bit of psychological distance and I believe helps me care without becoming over involved – I can be effectively multipartial.
As a healer, who happens to mediate, I have a sense that this responsibility has shifted but I’m not yet sure how.
Part of my limited understanding of ‘healing’ is that it is something that occurs through the healer – it is not them doing healing, rather that they provide a channel that enable the healing to occur.  The system ‘knows’ what it needs and the healer provides an opportunity for this to start to happen.  The healer needs to clear some space in themselves to support this movement through them and so will have required some training, healing and support for this to happen.
Is this different from the practice of interactive/facilitative mediation?
I am in uncharted territory – I want to know if others who happen to mediate also share this sense of identity, are you at ease with it, does it help or hinder.  Do you talk about it with clients?  If you don’t, what might happen if you did?  Can I offer my services as a healer rather than as a mediator?
How does faith or the lack of it influence this conversation?
At its best, mediation has had its magic moments, those times when my presence becomes irrelevant, the parties have moved into their own process and no longer need any assistance.  Something that had been broken has been fixed, perhaps even healed.  The parties have stepped through a pain into a different relationship.  My interventions have been graceful and fluid – I have been part of something much bigger than me.
Any thoughts, ideas or help will be appreciated on this journey.

Monday, 13 February 2012

A reminder



A conversation a few days ago with a friend reminded me about paying attention to my body and what it is telling me.

Two weeks ago my optician sent me directly to the eye hospital, do not pass GO, do not collect £200.  My comments of ‘I’m meant to be in Liverpool later tonight’ fell on unheeding ears.  ‘This is a medical emergency, go now.’
I went and she was right – and thank you to her - I had the operation and am in the process of recovering.

What I was mainly noticing today was that I was irritated.
Irritated that I can’t yet see clearly out of that eye, despite it being filled with oil.
Irritated that I can’t exercise.
Irritated that I have to put four different drops in my eye at various times during the day.
Irritated that my first check up is still four days away.
Irritated that it is still a bit tender.
Irritated that I have to sleep left cheek to pillow.

Looks like I am doing well in the irritated stakes.

Fortunately, there are moments when I get over this state and something more useful happens.  My friends’ nudge helped me move in this direction.

What has the operation given me?
An opportunity to appreciate sight.
To recognise my privilege as a sighted person and to think more about how difficult it is to recognise that privilege when it is my ‘normal’ state. 

A chance to slow down which has helped my hip to relax and soften.
This in turn has led to me making some clear decisions about looking after my joints in future.

 To walk places, rather than cycle and to see different things as a consequence.

 To think about the question ‘what have I not been looking at?’

As I pause a bit I realise that my irritation is connected to my reactions to the situation.  I have been taken away from my ‘normal’ state and I don’t like this and want it back.  As I relax, I start to get more centred and my responses start to appear, they are softer, gentler and thankfully, more useful.


Tuesday, 7 February 2012

A twinkle in the eye
















How do I move through the world, what responsibility do I take for myself and others.
Whilst in hospital having an eye operation last week a particular moment stays with me.  Well in fact lots of moments stay with me but most of them had to do with surgeons, nurses and things inside my eyeball.
I had been doing a lot of waiting; for nurses, for doctors, for the surgeon.  I was calm but a bit impatient to know what was going on and when anything was going to happen, but I had a good book and was able to relax into the novel.
I was also people watching.
I saw a male nurse walk past me, I guessed that he was over 50, I could see several earrings in one of his ears and a long ponytail tucked inside his uniform.
A bit later, he walked toward me and as he went past me, he made eye contact; he didn’t quite smile but I caught his twinkle of engagement with me and I smiled at him.
Later as I think about this moment, I realise that I had received a gift, something of value and that it raises a question for me.
The gift is human to human connection, it is nothing to do with our roles (nurse, patient, doctor etc) it was just about his choosing to ‘be present’ with the people around him.
The question it raises for me is that as I seem to like and value this way of behaving, so, do I behave this way?
As I have pondered this my answer is both yes and no, sometimes I do and sometimes I don’t.  This has led me to contemplate what is going on that causes the difference.
When I am feeling internally light, not taking the world or myself too seriously, noticing things outside of me – I can twinkle.
When I am feeling heavy, serious, caught up in my ‘stuff’, the twinkle disappears.
Having both states seems inevitable – losing focus, switching off or feeling low is just part of the deal but paying attention to it feels important.
Are you twinkling today?