A version of this post first appeared at http://judithashley.blogspot.com
Judith Ashley is the author of The Sacred Women's Circle series,
romantic fiction that honors spiritual traditions that nurture the soul.
In 1994 I attended a William Glasser Conference in Ireland.
There I met colleagues from the Balkans. The Balkan War was raging and their
once peaceful lives were in chaos. When asked what The William Glasser
Institute could do, they said they needed everything.
Funds were donated and used to purchase diapers and formula and
other necessities like soap and shampoo that were in short supply.
A group of us went a step further and organized a small
conference on the shores of the Adriatic Sea in Rijeka, Croatia. We paid our
own way and raised additional monies to cover expenses for those who could
come. In addition we volunteered to lead workshops and support our colleagues
however we could. Our group was received by the Mayor of Rijeka and one evening
the government minister for prisoners of war and torture victims spoke to us.
I had a chance conversation with a professor at the local
University. He invited me to speak to one of his classes. I also led a group
discussion with a small group of women who’d braved Serbian fire as they drove up
the Dalmatian Coast from their homes in Dubrovnik. Dubrovnik had been bombed
that morning.
Jagoda Tonsic-Krema and husband - Scotland. Jagoda presented |
Our evening activity (a boat trip to a nearby island) was
canceled when Zagreb, the capitol of Croatia, came under fire (we were about 50
miles away). I went to breakfast in the morning and found colleagues I’d had
dinner with missing. No one talked about where they were.
They’d just vanished—called back to the war.
That morning we were ordered to leave the country. We were an
easy target and to kill ten US, Canadian, Irish citizens along with Croatians
who were leaders in their country was seen as too tempting. While we understood
that our being there actually put our colleagues more at risk than if we left,
it was not easy to say good-bye, leaving people we’d come to know and care
about in a few short days in danger.
The Mayor sent his van and driver to take us across the border
into Slovenia and on to Bled. Traveling through border check points where the
guards were armed was an event I’ll never forget. We were in Bled for a couple
of days waiting until our flights back home left.
Sitting in an airport waiting for a flight with military tanks
on the runway, armed soldiers carrying automatic rifles patrolling the
concourse—I’d never had any of those experiences.
This is my Circle of Life. While the flowers are silk,
everything else is natural (well, actually the silk flowers are made from the spinning
of silk worms).
Because of that trip I’m very aware of how quickly deep and
abiding relationships can form in times of trial. I still hold in my heart many
of the people I met over two decades ago. I still feel an instant connection
when I see any of them at conferences. One of my favorite experiences was at
the Edinburgh, Scotland conference when most of the women I’d met in Croatia were
there. Tears of joy, of gratitude on both sides—they’d rebuilt those lives that
had been so traumatically disrupted.
There are so many aspects of that trip that were life-altering.
Hearing firsthand the experiences of people who became friends.
Hearing how their lives had changed. Hearing the pain and resolution to not
just survive but to overcome the challenges they now faced.
Seeing people create a life out of chaos. Seeing people find a
point of light, of optimism in the darkness that surrounded them. Seeing the
displaced rebuild some semblance of their former life.
Touching the edges of suffering through compassion and empathy.
Touching and hugging knowing their healing powers. Touching and connecting with
strangers who quickly became friends.
The sights and sounds I experienced fifty miles away from an
active war zone changed my life. Even more so I seek to understand another’s
point of view, to find a way through disagreements to solutions. Seeing the
cost of war leads me, even more than before, to seek peace.
What life altering event have you undergone?
How has it changed who you are?
What have you done to honor that experience and that
transformation?
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6 comments:
Your post is moving and hope-inspiring, Judith. Thank you!
What a memorable moment. Thank you for sharing. Love the story of The Circle of Life!
Wow, Judith. Your story is beautiful.
Thanks, Sarah. One of the things I remember so vividly over 20 years later is how right it felt to be there at that time. Never felt afraid because I just knew this was where I was supposed to be.
Thanks for stopping by, Marcia. Currently my Circle of Life is on my front door. I love walking up to my house and seeing it there. My time in the Balkans (two trips) was always amazing even though I'm fairly certain I was on a security watch list. But that's another story.
Thanks, Lynn! Sometimes we need to face adversity ourselves and see how other people rise above their circumstances. My Glasser colleagues showed the power of his ideas every minute of every day. You can learn more about Dr. Glasser at my judithashley.blogspot.com blog.
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