Why do we wish to recover? What is it that we prize so dearly about a speedy recovery or a full recovery? Most of all it seems we are in haste to re – cover our vulnerability, perhaps our fragility; our weakened self.
No real sense of self is recovered speedily. I recall times when decimation visited me leaving but a shell. A pervasive numbness disengages the notions of self and any talk of recovery seems a nonsense. For from the inside there is no sense.
One does not recover oneself. We in fact discover ourselves. We come to experience our poverty of spirit. We have been exposed, revealed and found to be frail and human. A speedy and full recovery…is but a hollow platitude.
Maybe fear, shame or humiliation shadow us in this parlous state accompanied by endless questions without answers. Surely as life has changed in whatever way – we don’t recover. We cannot go back to recover. Recovery is in discovery. It is in the now that we can compassionately discover our deeper self, our true values and true friends.
“… it is often in useless, unpretentious, humble presence to each that we feel consolation and comfort. Simply being with someone is difficult because it asks of that we share in the other’s vulnerability, enter with him/her into the experience of weakness and powerlessness, become part of uncertainly, and give up control and self-determination.
And still when this happens, new strength and new hope is being born.”
Recovery has meaning when compassion shelters us and we slowly discover a new integrity, gentleness and humility emanating from within.
“ Compassion: A Reflection on the Christian Life” by Henri Nouwen, Donald P McNeill, Douglas A Morrison, 1982. Dartman Longman Todd. p.12