Showing posts with label Changes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Changes. Show all posts

Friday, June 28, 2013

Can't Control the Uncontrollable

“We can try to control the uncontrollable by looking for security and predictability, always hoping to be comfortable and safe. But the truth is that we can never avoid uncertainty. This not-knowing is part of the adventure. It’s also what makes us afraid.” – Pema Chodron


                The past month has been a whirlwind. Actually, our time in Thailand has been a whirlwind. To be honest, the first month-and-a-half at our new sight was the absolute hardest experience emotionally that I've been through so far. And really I’m not through it yet. Some days are better than others and in general this past month has been better than the first two at site, but I think that I still have a long way to go before I start to feel at all comfortable here.
                I've tried to express and explain this feeling of discomfort to others, but it’s really difficult to describe or understand. The only other people who really seem to understand are the other PCVs in my group and those who came before me. The best way that I can describe what I am feeling emotionally is to use the analogy that I feel like I am constantly on the edge of a cliff. I’m pretty sure that I won’t fall, but every once in a while it feels like my heels are the only part of me on the cliff, and if the wind is at my back, panic sets in. There are times when I believe that I may actually fall off. These are the worst times. During the better times, I’m rooted at the edge of the cliff but still feel the fear and discomfort of the elevation.
                It’s hard to explain where all of this fear and resistance actually comes from. Maybe it comes from having no perceived control. Maybe it comes from being surrounded by people who have no idea how to comfort me. Maybe it comes from relying on others to comfort me. Maybe it comes from being around people who say and do things that they don’t realize upset and hurt me. Maybe it comes from not being able to communicate the things that are important to me. Maybe it comes from feeling so disconnected from my family and friends back home whose lives have continued on without me. Maybe it comes from within myself, a fear that this experience is changing me in ways that I can’t understand right now.
                A fellow volunteer shared with me her perspective that this experience has a way of stripping away our perceived identities, and I absolutely agree. This process is terrifying, because it’s hard to know what will be at the core once (and if) you get there. Metaphorically speaking, this process has the potential to kill the person I was before coming here. Even though I talked about this change happening before ever coming here and even though I knew that this experience would change me, I didn’t anticipate how uncomfortable it would be. Before I joined the Peace Corps, I thought “Wow, this experience is going to be so amazing. I won’t be the same person when I come back.” Now that I’m actually here I think “I’m dying! I’m not gonna make it! I have to fight back!” My ego is fighting against the discomfort, fighting for survival.  It sounds obvious now that I am writing about it, but it is one thing to talk about these changes happening and another to actually experience the change and discomfort. Again, that would seem obvious but it’s really not.
                This might sound somewhat depressing, but be assured that it is getting better. Each day I am reminded to take myself a little less seriously. I see other volunteers who have been here longer, who are loving life and blending well within Thai culture. I bike home every day and start to appreciate the simple beauty of my community. I am encouraged by the smiles of my students and the kind gestures of the teachers and staff I work with every day. It is getting better little by little and I have faith that it will continue to get better. Deep down I know that I am here because this is where I need to be. This is an experience that I am meant to have. The changes that I am experiencing are meant to happen, and I need to stop clinging to the way things used to be or the way I’d like things to be and just allow myself to be here and feel this experience truly and deeply.




“We can use everything we do to help us to realize that we’re part of the energy that creates everything. If we learn to sit still like a mountain in a hurricane, unprotected from the truth and vividness and the immediacy of simply being part of life, then we are not this separate being who has to have things turn out our way.” – Pema Chodron

Thursday, May 30, 2013

What's Changed?

Just a quick reflection this morning while I’m feeling reflective...More stories soon to come about what we’ve been up to recently. 

I had the thought that some people may want to ask, “What’s changed for you since coming to Thailand?” For those of you who are curious...

Here’s what’s changed:

  • My calf muscles (Thanks to squat toilets and my Peace Corps-issued bike.)
  • My tolerance for bugs (I’m still not crazy about them but have become much less resistant to the fact that at any given point in time there is probably at least one crawling on me.)
  • Poop (Before I was cleaning up dog poop, and now I’m cleaning up gecko poop.)
  • How I plan (To put it simply, I just try not to anymore.)
  • I’m not surprised anymore when I see an entire family (up to five) on a single motorcycle. (Also getting used to seeing baby seats on motorcycles...kind of like a car seat except for a motorcycle.)
  • I say “okay kah” to Karaoke (Zack and I are working on our harmonizing so that we can be super impressive on the stage.)
  • Sometimes I can actually sleep through the music blasting at any time of day or night.
  • I can be amused when my shirt size is XXL.
  • I may have finally hit my sugar limit. (Thais love their “nam-tan!”)
  • I can never be sure if I am actually a vegetarian.
  • My ability to speak English. (I know it’s only been 4.5 months, but I’m forgetting words more often find myself speaking “Thaiglish.” Thaiglish is basically English with a few Thai words and/or Thai sentence structure thrown in. For example, when Thais think it is going to rain they will say, “fon ja dok.” This literally translates as “Rain will fall.” So what do I tell Zack when I think it’s going to rain? “I think the rain will fall.” Thaiglish. It’s not deliberate, it just happens.)
A sneak-peak pic of our trip to Khao Yai last weekend

This is by no means everything that has changed, so I will keep you updated of changes as I think of them. I think that the longer we are here though, the more routine things that would seem strange in America become. My perception changes every day.