Journal of Sacred Work

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Dream as if you’ll live forever. Live as if you’ll die today.   – actor James Dean

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   He lived only twenty-four years. September 30, 1955 was a day of which James Dean lived only a part. By 6 p.m. that evening, he was dead, killed in a car crash. "I’m trying to find the courage to be tender in my life," he said once. "Only the gentle are truly strong."
   I wonder if he was thinking that as he raced his car to his death. If you watch James Dean in the classic film, "Rebel Without A Cause," you can see conflict in his face. His ability to portray human angst was perhaps what marked him as the genius actor that he was. The rest of us, including most caregivers, develop professional masks to hide the conflict we feel below the surface…

   Dean’s calling was to portray the truth of his angst in film, to show us, on the big screen, what we often feel. And as we watch him looming luminescent on that screen, perhaps we resonate with the war among the courageous, the violent and the tender in ourselves.
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   Dean dreamed giant visions and some of them came true. He poured so much passion, luck, persistence, skill and, ultimately, misfortune into his stunningly short life that he became better known than any of us will ever be.
   But our goal as caregivers is not to be famous. It is to dream of living for others in ways that may engage the eternal soul. The life of love is a certain kind of dream that calls us to live inside the need of another so that we may meet that need. To do so, we must give up selfish desires.
   As they shined the light of their love into the shadows of Calcutta’s back streets, Mother Theresa and her small band of nuns dreamed only of serving God. As they nurtured the terminally ill, they planted seeds of kindness in each moment they lived.
   "Violent people are really weak people," Dean said, in a line remarkably appropriate to our times. Although he died a violent death, what we see in Dean’s three incredible films are the eyes of a courageously tender man in love with life. He was a person who lived passionately because he knew he might die at any moment.
   What is our dream? Do we ever live as if we would die today? For some day will be our last.

-Erie Chapman

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5 responses to “Living As If About to Die”

  1. Edwin Loftin Avatar

    What a meditation for a day, a week as we have just experienced. On this past Saturday a beautiful young life of a good friend was tragically taken. As we spoke the next day our solice came in knowing that we must live for the day and dream forever. Then on Monday the horrific end to so many beautiful and giving lives.
    As a profession of caregivers Erie is so right. We must live our passion of serving others. For only in this passion will we make the difference in one patients life and in the lives of all we serve. And the question is “How long do we have to make that difference?” If we live like today may be our last then today and everyday may be the day we live our passion of serving others.

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  2. Carol Elkins, R.N. Avatar
    Carol Elkins, R.N.

    This is a wonderful and very moving meditation. Thank you, Erie.

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  3. Tom Knowles-Bagwell Avatar
    Tom Knowles-Bagwell

    “The life of love is a certain kind of dream that calls us to live inside the need of another so that we may meet that need.”
    Erie, this is an amazing sentence. You have given me something to meditate on for a long, long time. Thanks!

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  4. liz Wessel Avatar
    liz Wessel

    I agree when we are violent it is in weakness, letting down our masks to share in our vulnerability takes courage and strength. I appreciate today’s thought provoking meditation and the comments by readers. Also, the acknowledgment of this weeks tragedy. Similar to Edwin, tragedy struck home as we learned a St. Joe’s hospice nurse was critically injured and her husband killed in a car accident this week. Caregivers gathered this morning to offer up prayers of Love. And I offer a little poem of Love to you.
    A Child’s Rhyme for Me and You
    No time, no time, White Rabbit exclaims
    Alone it is he who must pace and race
    To a very important kind of place
    It’s all up him, only he will do
    So shoo, shoo…He must get through
    His worried thoughts begin to mount
    As he adds the tasks and starts to count
    Quickening in an anxious stride
    In blurring speed, he now abides
    Love’s longing calls out
    To engage his heart
    Words echo, trail off, alone, apart
    Tomorrow, tomorrow he will begin to live
    You see all the attention he has to give
    Is to his agendas, brimming, overflowing, and full
    When suddenly tragedy hits hard, exerting a pull
    Falling from his high horse, he cries in disbelief
    Experiences remorse and pains of grief
    Only to discover Love’s gentle relief
    Lies in the irreplaceable gift of this day,
    So give your life, give all as you may
    And Love, sweet Love, Love your life away ~liz

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  5. Karen York Avatar
    Karen York

    thank you for your dedication in writing this journal. This piece is particularly moving as I reflect on my good fortune to be where I am called to be. Carpe diem.

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