In
2005 I was working for one of the largest school districts in the nation.
The work was never absent, and the need was always present. One of the benefits
of working in this system was the ample days off (holiday, breaks, and of
course the summer) and no one needed to tell me twice on how I should, or was
going to spend my time away. This year in particular I had a trip
planned, one that I knew would be just the right escape I was looking
for. I was going to explore the Fijian Islands for a month during my
summer break, just me, myself, and I. I had no real itinerary, that's the
way I liked to travel, and had done so several times before on my own. A
great way to experience the unexpected, while being immersed into a culture
that would and could teach so much...
So,
as the school year ended and I transitioned into my decompression zone, I
prepared for my journey to meet my Fijian brothers and sisters. I use to
say that a nine month school year is really like nine dog years
literally! The trip was more than I could of asked for, but so much of
what I was looking for. The culture, landscape, and the pace of time and
space is comforting to say the least. Fiji is a pretty impoverished country
with tourism obviously being a huge economic product. Most Fijians don't
finish formal education, and the ones that do usually work in the tourism
field, or venture off to the nearby countries for opportunities that are not
present back home. They are hard working people, utilizing what they
grow, catch, and create to live off and survive with. They are a kind
culture who model the way of life that embraces the right way without thinking,
while not desiring what they don't have or need. As my trip carried me
through I was able to travel around from island to island, crossing paths with
many, sleeping where I found that place to be home on any given day or night. I
would have to say that this trip allowed me to breathe, while processing where
I was, and where I may be headed.
Then towards the middle point of my trip I found this little island that allowed me to experience the way of life that put it all into perspective:
Caqalai
Island ( say: thung-gulie ) is a 14 acres coral island south of Ovalau in a sea
area known as Moturiki Passage. Caqalai Island is run by the Methodist Church
of Fiji. Its off the main tourist track and its the perfect place for all those
that want to get away from it all and experience real laid back Fiji island
life.
It
was here where I learned something that not only influenced my personal life,
but my practice as a social worker, one who helped others change for the
better. There was no electricity or running water on Caqalai. When
it was time to eat the locals would blow from a conch shell. This sound
represented that it was time to meet at the main house for a meal. It was
here where I was shown that you don't need what you may think you do, what you
have been accustomed and conditioned to feel as though your existence is
dependent on. It was here where I heard the phrase "I See You
Baby" as I was welcomed into a new culture and family system. It
was here where I was taught that one could feel what was inside another man or
woman's heart. Whether it was anger, pain, joy, suffering, or love, it
could be seen. So, when my Fijian brothers and sisters called out to me
and used this phrase I was right there with them. I was there because we
spoke the same language, no matter what the distance was that separated our
home, culture, and... We both were able to see someone for who they were, good
or bad, challenged or not, we both knew that there was something good in there,
and it could be brought out. When this happened there was possibility and
opportunity to live a good life, no matter what. This journey taught me
that know matter how different our lives were, we could still treat others with
respect, kindness, and compassion, and most importantly we could each learn
through each others eyes. As I do, I will leave you with this vicarious
experience, one that I know helped shape and influence my lens in a great
manner.
Until we meet again you be well out
there, I See You Baby!
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