AS I See IT
By Ruth Sanford
Since last week I have been searching
for the meaning, for me, of "unfriendly pain"
At that time I had written, "It (friendly pain) is friendly
because it is an urge toward health."
I took only the slightest glance at its
counterpart, "unfriendly pain," of which I wrote, "Unfriendly pain? I don't know. But at
the moment I see it as destructive, consuming, futile.
For that (a real look at it) I choose to wait for another time, knowing full
well that it is there."
The more I have thought about it the
more I know that much pain that exists in
the world is. unfriendly Medical and
psychological studies
have established beyond doubt that unfriendly
pain can aggravate
a tendency lo cancer and ulcers, arthritis, heart ailments and strokes Cancer and ulcers
are clearly malfunctions that consume the body in which they live, the unfriendliest of acts. Arthritis and
strokes at their worst immobilize the body
as can heart ailments. Destructive, all.
The pain, the unfriendly pain, which
is the villain, I have come to believe, is self-imposed pain, the more insidious
and damaging because the victim is
most often unaware of its presence or its reason for being until it is too
late.
I have an intimate acquaintance with
this kind of pain -its face, its cruelty, its destructiveness.
Twelve years ago I almost died from acute diverticulitis, triggered I am quite sure, by a hodge-podge mixture of love and tenderness, anger, and guilt
because I felt the anger and couldn't control it, resentment for having to
carry responsibility beyond my
strength or willingness to carry. It
had to do with the whole family but mainly
my mother whom I loved deeply and who lived with us. All of these feelings tumbling over one another inside me, locked in daily combat,
literally tore me apart. Or perhaps a more
appropriate term would be ate me up inside.
Truly an unfriendly pain!
I survived the intestinal surgery and
have maintained myself in good health, for the |most
part, since - but only because I found that
I could change the unfriendly pain to
a friend, that I had within me the power to do that. It meant that I had to
recognize the' causes, the
conflict: to take responsibility for myself
rather than trying
to carry
everyone else's responsibility; and to begin
using my energies
to uncap the flow of tenderness and genuine
caring for myself
and those about me
which had been capped off by anger and guilt and resentment
WHICH I HAD NOT OWNED AS MY OWN. Unfortunately
there was too little time before my
mother died to realize the flow but our last
weeks were far better for us than they might
have been. And the flow continues.
It became a friendly pain because I permitted
it to lead me to a healthful and
helpful, realignment.
As for my body politic, I ant finding my
way through at bombardment of tangled ills of the
world which pound upon' me and explode
around me every time I read a newspaper or
watch TV or open my mail.
The agony of Vietnamese boat people pushed out to sea to
drown, the outrage of the slaughter of 25,000 young male seals on their
way to their tiny mating grounds by U.S. government employees for their pelts to
enhance the vanity of rich women, the repeated appeals of the Ship of Hope, organizations for the blind, the Epilepsy Foundation, the
Cancer Society, Gun Control Legislation,
Friends of Animals, Environmental
Defense Fund, the Sierra Club,
the Fund
for Migratory
Workers, Nassau County, the energy crisis,
oil spills, the proliferation of nuclear and
other waste, wars and uprisings, the treatment of homosexuals
and of persons over 60 as throwaway persons. In our own neighborhood is the fight to
Save Our Watersheds, the Marine Environmental --Long
Island, and our own struggle to bring new life and identity
to our communities, the drive to
"restore Jones Beach." I can cut them all off and deaden my human
feelings. I can try to carry them all on -my
shoulders and eat myself up with unproductive
concern and anger and guilt
and hopelessness; I can wring my
hands and moan because "they" aren't doing something to set it right.
I choose those issues
which I can do something positive within my limitations, and commit myself to do what I
can, to take the one chance in a thousand or ten thousand
or a million that what I can contribute will make a difference, large or small, in this world.
This I choose to do.
I will offer my compassion and my
energy to do battle with and for the "throw-away" persons whom I know
and care about. I choose to give my talents
such as they are and a piece of my time to the building of a sense of community
where I live. I shall write as consistently as my time permits to my elected representatives to let them know my convictions, my concern
and encouragement
so that they can represent me in their places of political
power. I will continue
to give of myself via money which I have
earned to the causes of greatest concern to me
beyond my own range of energy and ability.
I will direct my professional life to encouraging and opening up opportunities for
others to find
their own priorities in this
larger world community
I will
continue to take responsibility for myself in
using energy more responsibly, recognizing unproductive self-indulgence - cutting back on
waste of water, electricity, paper products, and food in my own household and
use of pesticides, preservatives and plastics, walking more and riding less. I
will actively investigate the values of installing
solar energy units.
There is much, much more. This is a
beginning of discovering, for me, the uses of friendly pain in my
family, my community, my levels of representative government, my profession, my world.
That is as I see it.