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Monday, 10 September 2018

Out of the Shadows, Into the Light 2018

Today, September 10th, is World Sucide Prevention Day, and the start of World Suicide Prevention Week.  I spend time in the dark places myself and know both how fast and easy the plummet to the bottom can be and how very hard it is to see the light at the end of the proverbial tunnel much less climb out again. 

Most of you know I do voluntary work with Lifeline Australia, a telephone crisis line.  Almost everyone who rings those lines with thoughts of suicide has at least a degree of ambivalence.  I, and all the other volunteers, will work on that ambivalence to keep the caller safe for the moment/the day and to help them see and consider other options.   Lifeline believes that suicide is often preventable and that the start of the journey to safety can be only a phone call away.  It is often a long and painful journey but should never ever be one that people feel condemned to walk alone.

Here in Australia suicide is still the leading cause of death for people aged under 44.  More people die from suicide each year than are killed on the roads.  Sadly the numbers of people we lose to suicide are rising again.  Which, given that I suspect suicide is under reported, is scary.

Not only does suicide take its toll on our young, there are other groups who are over-represented in its tragic ranks including (but not limited to) our indigenous population, the LGBTQI community, people with mental health issues, farmers, tradesmen, and the military.  We lose more of our veterans (and those still serving) to suicide than we do in combat. 

In 2011 Lifeline began  national suicide prevention walks - 'Out of the Shadows and into the Light'. The walks begin before dawn and continue into the growing light.  It remembers those lost and those bereaved by suicide, with an additional focus on raising awareness.  The symbolism of starting the walk in the dark and progressing into the light of a new day means a lot to me.  Some centres start their walk later (ten or eleven) to attract more people and publicity.  I can see why, but am glad that our walks start in the dark.

I don't think that all suicide is wrong, particularly given our euthanasia laws.  However, it is such a final decision that I hope it is not the first option considered or tried.  And, as a solution to a temporary problem, I do think it is wrong.  Right or wrong it is always a tragedy.  A tragedy for the person who had, or believed they had, no other options and a tragedy for those they leave behind.  And the ripples from that tragedy encompass a lot of people.  Research shows that each time someone suicides, there are up to 135 people affected.  In addition there is strong evidence that if someone close to you dies by suicide your own chances of taking that path are dramatically increased.  

I couldn't attend the first walk, but have gone on all the subsequent walks. Which saw me heading off again before dawn this morning.  The dread disease slows me down, ensures my gait is uneven and is painful.  The issue is much more important than I am.    So I walked.  Slowly just as I did last year and the year before.  Stopping to take photos.

There were brief speeches.  Some of the names and ages of those lost were read out - which I find moving.  No longer nameless, but identified and missed...  This morning the ages ranged from 16 to 84.  There was also an acknowledgement that there are names we do not know, which doesn't diminish their loss.

Come walk with me, through the cool dawn, into the hopeful light of a new day.




The empty chairs from other years have been replaced with candles to symbolise the light(s) lost.  Some people carried a candle with them as they walked.












A very noisy flock of cockatoos came with us.













RU OK day (September 14) is also celebrated in World Suicide Prevention Week.  A question we should be asking family, friends and colleagues every day.




Some services and links which may be useful for Australian readers include:
Lifeline 1311 14
Suicide Call Back Service

Sunday, 9 September 2018

Sunday Selections #396

Sunday Selections was originally brought to us by Kim of Frogpondsrock, as an ongoing meme where participants could post previously unused photos languishing in their files.
 
The meme is now continued by River at Drifting through life.  The rules are so simple as to be almost non-existent.  Post some photos under the title Sunday Selections and link back to River.  Clicking on any of the photos will make them embiggen. 
 
Like River I usually run with a theme.  This week I am taking you back to 'Flying High' an annual kite festival in a nearby town.  It is another of the events that we (creatures of habit) go to each year.  This is what we saw as we pulled into the township, before we got to our destination.

 




We were hopeful.  There are feature kites each year and so far we haven't been lucky enough to see them take to the sky.


Sadly, the wind dropped just as we reached the sportsground.  No big kites this year.  And rather a lot of this. 











There were intermittent gusts of wind, and some kites did take to the skies.   Briefly.














I did love the dragon and the birds.  And the good humour of the hopeful kite watchers and kite flyers.


The kites might not have flown well, but there was just enough breeze for one of my other passions.  I smiled broadly when this mama pulled a bubble blower out.  Her boys loved it too.





Were we disappointed?  A little.  It was a lovely outing anyway and we will be back next year.  I really, really want to see the giant whale and octopus kites fly.

Sunday, 2 September 2018

Sunday Selections #395

Sunday Selections was originally brought to us by Kim of Frogpondsrock, as an ongoing meme where participants could post previously unused photos languishing in their files.
 
The meme is now continued by River at Drifting through life.  The rules are so simple as to be almost non-existent.  Post some photos under the title Sunday Selections and link back to River.  Clicking on any of the photos will make them embiggen. 
 
Like River I usually run with a theme. This week?  Same old, same old.







The sulphur-crested cockatoosvandals have been in my line of fire again.  Largely foiled by us wrapping one section of the garden in chicken wire they moved their operations.





Sigh.
The garden is big, and some things survive despite them.  And they have not (yet) discovered the back gardens.









I am loving the crocus.
And indeed everything the vandals leave me.






In a few hours when himself gets up we are taking a short drive interstate in the hopes of seeing a kite festival.  With luck the kites will take to the skies and next week's Sunday Selections will be a change of focus.