Sunday, 20 January 2013

"To be a healer you need seven wounds"


"To be a healer, you need seven wounds" (Wilma Derksen, Path of the Heart)


When you have lived as long as I have, it is not that difficult to find seven wounds. However, most of the ones I listed occurred when I was younger. I had the rest of my life to deal with them, to try to come to terms with them. Wilma Derksen, in her book Path of the Heart, writes, "Life continues to break us and those around us. The challenge will always be in the putting together of the pieces, not in looking at the completed [puzzle].”


I work hard at trying to put together the pieces, and then an enraged psychopath comes along and kills twenty elementary school children by shooting them at close range. It devastates me and I walk around preoccupied with the thought of evil.

"Every criminal was once a tender, innocent and defenseless child."

Organizers of an art display by Italian artist Maurizio Cattelan made the above comment. Cattelan's work, which explores life, death, good and evil, is installed at the former Warsaw Ghetto, where thousands of Jews were killed or sent to their deaths by Hitler's regime. It features, among other items of art that try to speak about the situation of hidden evil everywhere, a statue of Adolf Hitler on his knees, praying. (Winnipeg Free Press, Dec.19th, 2012). Can you imagine this man at his prayers? What would be the content of his petitions?

It becomes easier when I picture him as a youngster, waiting in fear and trembling for his father to come home and give him a beating every day for no reason, other than that of venting his own frustration on a defenseless child! (For Your Own Good, Alice Miller)

Recently I heard a CBC broadcast that asked people to report on their feelings of revenge when they had been wrongly treated. The most powerful story came from a woman whose father had been bludgeoned to death by a schizophrenic neighbour whom the family had befriended. For a good part of her life she carried around thoughts of revenge. When she finally met the perpetrator, he talked about the devastating loss of his mother when he was four years old. Suddenly she could imagine him as a four-year-old, bewildered, alone and frightened. She pictured her four-year-old niece whom she loved dearly, and she forgave him at once. This woman was liberated from the burden of revenge she had carried with her all those years.

Wilma Derksen, whose pre-teen daughter Candace was murdered in Winnipeg in 1984, was the invited author at a supper book club meeting my four sisters and I held recently, after we had read her two latest books, Path of the Heart and Echo of the Soul. She shared with us that she and her husband Cliff made a promise to each other very soon after the police discovered Candace's body, that they would not be consumed by anger, bitterness, revenge and other negative emotions. Since Candace's murder, they have worked tirelessly helping others in similar situations to deal with their trauma.



In Wilma's above-mentioned books, many people need healing from what life has brought them and from their reactions to it. They come to an elderly woman whose only claim to fame is that she has seen an angel, and this made all the difference in her life. This woman takes time for everyone who asks for her counsel. Mostly she just listens, with understanding and compassion. The narrator of the story is her little granddaughter, who is also "wounded" and sits at the grandmother's feet listening to the people and learning from her grandmother's counsel; in the end she finds the path to her own healing.

Evil will always be a part of our world. It is so relieving and liberating when someone who has been victimized shows us by example how to not only cope with evil but how to become actively engaged in fighting it -- not with guns and other violent means but in a spirit of listening with love and compassion.

6 comments:

  1. It's really me, Andrea, Aunt Elfrieda! I just can't remember my google account! I just want to say how important your blogs are to me. I catch a glimpse of our family's story, and your words always fill me with hope and inspiration! Thank you! xoxoxo

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  2. I'm very happy to hear that, Andrea!I'm just the vehicle through which the wise people who came before me speak. My work is to listen to what they want to say. The listening is the hard part!

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  3. I love this post and what I have been able to glean by scanning the rest of your blog, Elfrieda. So glad you found my blog and hope we can stay connected.

    I lost a precious niece to a violent criminal who was never caught. And I feel sick when I hear of these massacres. I too look at the innocent little children whose mistreatment will keep the cycle of violence going. Let's use our seven wounds to heal as many others as we can and to love as many children as we can.

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    1. Thanks for your encouragement, Shirley and for your wonderfully creative memoir writing ideas!

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  4. Wilma continues to be an inspiration to me and what better way to heal than t forgive!...Ruth

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    1. It's an excellent way, possibly the only way, but very hard work, especially when something as horrendous as the murder of your child happens.

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