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"Today I wrote some words that will see print. Maybe they
will last forever and that someone will read them there, ink making a
light scratch on his mind or hers." – John Updike

John updike
   When the great American writer John Updike passed away last week (January 27, 2009 – lung cancer) at the age of 76 I felt a lump rising in my throat. I had no idea he was sick. I had no notion he was so young. Like all great writers I've encountered, he created characters that have become a part of my life and the life of millions. Author Nicolas Delbanco said that Updike was a great writer because he had an especially "noticing eye." And that is what all great caregivers have, a "noticing eye" that sees suffering, sees the pathway to healing, and takes it. Updike made more than a "light scratch" on the minds of so many.
   Updike won almost every literary award a writer can win. His work, especially his Rabbit quadrilogy (beginning with Rabbit Run) is considered to be among the best writing of the 20th century. You may also know him as the author of the Witches of Eastwick, made into a movie starring Jack Nicholson.
   What does Updike's life have to do with caregiving? It was words by Updike and others talking about him that may help us better understand the way in which our striving enriches our spiritual energy. Our tendency to think what we say, write and do is important only if we get credit for it turns out to be a mistake. It is the act of creating and of appreciating creations that enriches us, and sometimes others.
   This is true of caregivers. When we strive to live Love in caring for others, applause from the patient or from a supervisor for our efforts is not what matters. Our spirits, and the collective spirit of the world, are enhanced by such efforts.
   In a recent Vanity Fair Magazine article, actor Dustin Hoffman was asked his motto. He quoted Oscar Wilde: "The true mystery of the world is the visible. Not the invisible."

   Since caregivers are always so busy, it may seem a chore to read an Updike book or other writing. Yet, perhaps this little sample from an Updike writing that "saw print" called "The Rescue" will offer some insight into the heart of a man with a "noticing eye." 

I think back with greater satisfaction upon a yellow
bird, a gold finch that had flown into the garden shed and could not
get out, battering its wings on the deceptive light of the dusty,
warped, shut window.

Without much reflection for once, I
stepped to where its panicked heart was making commotion, the flared
wings drumming, and with clumsy, soft hands pinned it against a pane,
held loosely cupped this agitated essence of the air, and through the
open door released it like a self-flung ball to all that lovely,
perishing outdoors. – John Updike

-Erie Chapman   

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2 responses to “Day 33 – The Gift of a “Noticing Eye””

  1. ~liz Wessel Avatar
    ~liz Wessel

    What a lovely passage, you share from Updike’s collection. I have not read any of his work but now I do plan to get acquainted with his writings. I appreciate learning more about John Updike’s gifts and legacy.
    It helps me to remember that all Loving thought continues to extend out to bless others and through this expansion, we too are blessed.

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  2. Gay Lindsey Avatar
    Gay Lindsey

    Someone once asked what was the purpose of meditation, that sitting there saying a word over an over seemed meaningless and unproductive. In the group I replied “sometimes I just sit and watch the birds, at the feeder, on the ground, in the air. I notice their flight patterns, their eating habits, their interactions with each other, my mind free of all other thoughts, just watching, and before I realize time has passed and I am at peace. Just being aware, just noticing. As my nephew (my 89-year-old mother’s caregiver) and I walked following (very, very slowly) behind her with her walker, he turned to me, smiled, and said, “Grandmother is a constant call to meditation.” He observed my impatience, he helped me to notice, he changed my perspective. Stepping outside of our minds and noticing the world around us can teach us more than we will ever imagine.

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