Journal of Sacred Work

Caregivers have superpowers! Radical Loving Care illuminates the divine truth that caregiving is not just a job. It is Sacred Work.

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Tia photo of nurse patient    I want to know if you can see beauty, even when it's not pretty, every day, and if you can source your own life from its presence. – Oriah Mountain Dreamer

   Every encounter holds the potential to become sacred because every moment is pregnant with the holy. It is only Love, which can consecrate any occurance or any place.

   I have frequently used the photo, above (taken by my daughter, Tia, at Yale New Haven Hospital) because it bears all the signs of a sacred encounter. Is not the nurse, above, consecrating the moment with her sick patient by the Love with which she cradles him?

   This means that you can consecrate any encounter, no matter how slight it may seem, by letting Love flow through you. Abraham Lincoln did that on November 19, 1863 through the encounter he had with a crowd of mourners at Gettysburg.

   In his sacred speech, Lincoln confessed to the audience that none of them could consecrate the battleground spread out before them. "The brave men, living and dead, who struggled here, have consecrated it far above our poor power to add or detract," Lincoln told the half-listening crowd.

   When Lincoln finished, no one realized they had just heard what would become the most famous revered speech American history, before or since. In the Gettysburg Address, Lincoln may also have freed the word "consecration" from the heavy weight religiosity it had carried for centuries.

   In fact, the word consecration refers to any act connected to the sacred.

   Experienced caregivers know that the birth of a baby may be a holy event. It can also be stripped of meaning by the participants.

   Twenty years ago, while helping out with a delivery at Riverside Methodist Hospital, I saw a mother desecrate the moment of her daughter's birth by expressing repeated disgust that the child was a girl. Six months later, I saw another mother and father consecrate the birth of their baby with tears and joy.

   Sacredness depends upon Love. Disgust, apathy, and hatred can drive the holy from any setting.

   Part of the reason hospice care has become so powerful for millions is that hospice caregivers are trained to understand how to be present with dying patients. With God's Love, they consecrate the departure of the dying.

   But, here may be the most powerful understanding for caregivers: You and I truly do have both the ability and the opportunity to consecrate our work – to bring such Love to patients that we bless them with our healing presence.

   To do this may mean stepping back and looking with new eyes, sacred eyes, at encounters that may have seemed routine and places that have seemed ordinary. Neither cathedral ceiling, nor gold leaf nor rich clothing is required for consecration. All that is needed is Love and the reverence that flows from it.

   I  can look into your eyes or look past them. You can listen or you can ignore. We can open our hearts to beauty, or we can close down and move on.

   After Lincoln finished his speech, Edward Everett, the keynote speaker at the event, told Lincoln, "You said more in two minutes than I said in two hours."

   Everett may have been the only one who truly heard Lincoln. He may have realized that Lincoln's brief remarks helped consecrate not only the battleground but the hearts of all of us who read his words nearly one hundred-fifty years later.

   Like Lincoln, Oriah Mountain Dreamer's words, above, challenge us to create the sacred by seeing beauty every day, "even when it's not pretty,"

-Erie Chapman   

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4 responses to “Days 325-326 – Consecration”

  1. candace nagle Avatar

    I had such a wonderful day today! After reading your essay, Erie, I felt so aware all day long that each patient I encountered was a precious being and that it was my sacred privilege to love them. Thank you!

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  2. ~liz Wessel Avatar

    This grace filled message needs to be shared far and wide!!!
    It seems to me that we are all caregivers to one another, whether or not we are in healthcare. I notice that when I am mindful and hold a Loving intention, my perspective shifts immensely. Especially helpful, is the recognition that it is not something I can control but rather that I am open and receptive to… experience the sacred within our midst. ♪♫ All that I see is much less complicated through the lens of Love. I am grateful for the blessings of Love that flows through these words into our hearts and minds of caregivers in far reaching places, thank you, Erie. ♥

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  3. Marily Avatar

    Once we have decided that nothing matter more than love… it comes easy for anyone to keep in focused moment by moment, consecrating any encounter, no matter how slight it may seem… we have what it takes, we have the sacred lens seeing beauty everyday, even when it’s not pretty love can flow through us… thank you Erie.

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  4. Olivia McIvor Avatar

    Last night, I was privileged to be asked to speak at a fund raiser for a local hospice centre. I can’t recall ever being before an entire audience who so willingly wore their hearts on their sleeves. They exuded joy and bliss in their work as ‘end of life’ earth angels. Afterwards, during the reception, I asked one of the volunteers what brings them to this graceful hospice work; to be able to give so willingly under such difficult circumstance–at least to this outside observer, it appears difficult. Her answer captured my heart as she took my hand in hers, looked me directly in the eyes and whispered, “My dear, I am given the gift of life each and every time I am at the side of a soul who passing over” She continued, “How can I appreciate life without feeling the pull of death?. Death is only a return to love. When you understand this, nothing becomes difficult.” Her eyes beamed and her total circumference glowed. She had those ‘sacred eyes’ you are speaking of. Eyes that know this message of love at such a deep level, almost the same knowing as those whose life force is leaving this earthly dwelling. This lovely lady reminded my once again of my mothers final words, who told me days before she passed, “In the end, Olivia, there is only love”. My deepest of appreciation and blessings to all the remarkable hospice caregivers out there who bring life, and love to what is only a partial ending.

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