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Tuesday 26 April 2011

Hands up who will love this young woman?

What with the Easter sunshine and my childcare obligations I've hardly worked on Children Unite stuff over the past two weeks.  I did manage to attend a launch event, though, that was particularly important to me. I've been trying to work with a group of young women for the past year and although I've met them a number of times the plans keep on getting postponed to actually work with them.  Many of the young women are former child domestic workers - all of them were trafficked to the UK - and they have produced their own film about this experience called 'The Story of Affia' with the campaigning group ECPAT UK.

The reason I'm mentioning this event is because it was one of those times when my professional life became mixed up with my personal life (this is increasingly so I find). The young women had shown their film, the audience had discussed it and we were asking questions of the girls about the messages in the film.  As a number of the girls had said they wanted 'professionals' (police, social workers, solicitors etc.) to understand them better, one member of the audience asked how professionals could do this.  One young woman replied that although counselling helped it wasn't quite enough, that she needed something more than just listening but she didn't know what. Another member of the audience suggested that victims of trauma don't know what they need but then proceeded to tell everyone that they need specialist trauma counselling.  But what I wanted to do was to stand up and shout out that the young woman needed love!

Of course I didn't do that - I would have been seen as a crackpot.  You don't mention the 'L' word in a meeting where the Home Office are in attendance!  But I'd been reading the book 'A Road Less Travelled' by M. Scott Peck which has as its by-line 'a new psychology of love, traditional values and spiritual growth'.  I had just got to the part in the book that concerns itself with defiing love and Peck had stated that truly and properly listening to someone was the equivalent of loving them: 'love in action'.  And it made me realise that this is probably what all the young women in the room needed most - what we all need.  To be loved.  But this is not something you can mention in a 'professional' context.  Can you imagine someone at the launch event saying 'Now, you're all professionals with an interest in this issue, we've done a needs assessment on this young women and...hands up who in this room will love this young woman?!'   But that's what I came away from the event thinking...how can I, and how can my organisation love this group of young women?  How can you incorporate the 'L' word into your policies and procedures, your aims and objectives?  As I haven't finished the book yet I guess the very least I can do is to properly and truly listen to the young women when I next meet them.


Thursday 7 April 2011

A happy place...

This time last week I had what I consider a near death experience – I didn’t actually nearly die but I thought I might!  I was flying in to Dublin airport on a very windy day and the pilot had to abort our first attempt to land – the scariest bit was the point at which we were maybe 500 metres from the ground but the pilot accelerated very hard and ‘took off’ again.  The irony was I was flying to Ireland for a funeral and I laughed (to myself !) on thinking that I might be meeting my dearly departed friend sooner than I’d thought.

The funeral was for a family friend, Michael, who inspired me to work in the field of human rights and development. When I was a child, our families became friends (he is the same age as my parents), he took his family off to Jamaica which sounded so exciting to me and then worked for Christian Aid travelling the world, then ran Celtic spiritual retreats.  He was very good at making connections with people from all over the world and telling their story with passion. 

The funeral was a relatively joyous affair, Michael had made the most out of his life and many people loved him – but funerals do make you stop and think ‘what have I done with my life?’  On thinking about this question I feel deeply privileged to be where I am on my life journey.  Setting up Children Unite has been and continues to be - fantastic.  I love it!  I do feel very, very lucky to be in this position (and with that comes a slight dread that the shit must hit the fan at some point – if you’ll pardon the expression!!).  However, we’ve just held a Trustees meeting where I kept having to add updates from my ‘Director’s Report’ as so much has happened in the last two months I didn’t manage to remember it all when I was writing my report.  During the meeting, we looked at an overview of Children Unite’s finances for the last year as well as a projection for the next 15 months…and I didn’t quite trust my maths, but it seems we’re OK?!?!  (We’re still tiny, but I think I can safely say we’re small and strong!)

So I’m in a happy place after staring death in the face – bit melodramatic but hey, I’ll use artistic licence to end my post. But I want to acknowledge all the people who have helped me to get to this happy place…too many to mention by name so here’s a little happy face thank you cartoon (slightly manic looking admittedly - but it took me ages to find an image that would download!!).





Click here for a cartoon thanks  Try this....it's a little cartoon thanks...(it's taken me ages to add to the blog - so please tell me if it works!)


This post is dedicated to Michael Begg