The walker

This woman walks on these sandals, how to present her? The Roman style sandals do not speak only of style but also of the walker, her walks and the paths. It is been hours finding bites in the maps of Rio de Janeiro, and even though the road was repeated, it was always a new adventure: a street, a tree, landscapes overlapping mosaics in remote areas of the city. But with this walker the major walks were the ones that happened in our schedules and activities within the classroom.

Knowing how to read the needs of the group. Make choices about the best path to follow at the right time, without delay or anticipate anxieties attached to what was planned. Choose paths that were made in silence, breathing, immobility, coming back and starting again. With her, I learned that everything is walk, because we do not only walk forward, to advance is to learn to read what this around.

With her I learned that the walker is the one who never tires of venturing in essence, the purpose and in the ethics of the path. In our case, the adventure of thinking and investing in the relationships with our guests, the whealth professionals.In these years, walks together were so many that her sandals were a milestone of our work.

Here, in her sandals, Thais Ferrara.

< By Thais Ferrara Morgana asked me to write about our experience with the workshop Boas Misturas made in state hospitals of Rio de Janeiro. To tell about this experience, I  turned to the records we made during the workshops. I confess that talk about health professionals causes me some panic since “I know the mass, half”, as my grandmother would say. I chose as the starting point what we heard from participants: “It is very good to count on another” “The world calls us to anxiety and outside the eyes are always evaluating” “I work beside her (referring to another participant) for a long time and not even know your name” “Even in the games, we like to put your colleagues in a difficult situation, the hardest part  is to help them get out of the situation” “Someone spoke of the anguish of staying blindfolded. Blind or guide? Better drive than be driven” “In every exercise we go getting confidence” An object of hospital use well-known of the group is passed by each participant, who must show a different use for this object. A basic exercise for those who knows theater but a challenge for the group. Difficult, but not loosen: the cone turned swab, comb, urinal, hat, phone, nail file, etc. Riem, a mixture of deep shyness, shame because I think they should be doing something more consequential and eager to laugh. Simply laugh. Time or another hits a breeze of thoughts, captured by an exclamation more ashamed, or looking suspiciously so much more important and we are here doing this. Is not it a waste of time? And where will it apply? “Escravos de Jó” with his own shoes was a challenge for the motor wheel, a return to the days of childhood, and when accumulated shoes in front of someone,  the whee, tossed it on the floor laughing. Time or another appeared memories “my father gathered the family and use to propose many games and was very good.” “Escravos de Jó” was proposed music. But then arose “Pai Francisco” and “Samba Lelê”. From singing to  practical staging of the songs was a leap. And after all, dropped on the floor they commented: it is very good to start the week this well. It is been a long time since I laughed this hard. I, mother of a family, wife? It was beautiful to see when they could get loose, spontaneous, experimenting paths, strolling throw their own history, the origins, taking up practical skills left behind, that day by day, do not fit in the professional environment, they say, after all, serious professionasl, have to be serious. Maybe that’s what we call professionalism. I think the misunderstanding about this concept comes from doing damage and is bad for the world. Being professional is: come and fulfill its role. It’s amazing how the management of institutions can take what’s worst in people! Sorry, it was a quick tour. Regain the ability to create is essential. Ther is no power point course that takes into account the training of health professionals – except technical information, of course – they face smells, images, intense emotions, lack of resources and will talk to whom? “With the bishop” would say my grandmother. For some strange reason, I have thought a lot about my grandmother. And also it is not course for enlarging the sensibility, I think they are sensitized to bear, indeed, so much sensitivity and perception without outputs, calluses created to be able to cope day to day. The disease is minimal near the facing social stories that accompany the “owners” of the disease. Pity that the laboratories have not yet invented a good remedy. Who knows, here is a challenge!! But back to the workshops, each time we returned for a particular hospital, I remembered the movie “50 first dates”. Adam Sandler’s character falls in love with a girl who had an accident, she was left with a neurological sequel. When she awakes to a new day, she had forgotten all the previous day, including that she had fallen in love. All agreed it was a conquest, a romantic comedy. So it was in this hospital. Unlike other hospitals, in particular, it seemed that we were crossed by some chronic sequels and that prevented the few participating professionals to keep anything inside them. The group ranged from patienceless nurses who were “entrusted” to participate in the workshop and some time after that, were barefoot, running, and shimmying; young people full of energy, wild by nature, which gave dribbling and entered the game with great readiness; young girl , newly graduated, ready to bring about change in this world and older employees, not always very agile but very experienced which gave a special taste to the game. Every time I see the poster advertising the workshop, I start to count the days to the date. It works with my mind, one of them said. And it worked because it was the only one who kept himself in the memory of our meetings. One day, in another hospital, a nurse arrived late and with the same energy that came out from behind the counter ward amended in the game that was already happening in the workshop. Gave a beautiful conch in another participant who felt the jolt. The group recognized that energy to facing the day to day was that same hospital. It’s like entering prac jump rope. Foguinho. Have you tried? We used to cross Rio de Janeiro to get in hospitals. From cover to cover, as my grandmother would say. And it was a trip beyond the roads.