I will be out of the office from Feb 17 and returning Feb 27. First time trip to Costa Rica. Looking forward to exploring the culture, volcano country, jungle canopy and Pacific coast!
I will be out of the office from Feb 17 and returning Feb 27. First time trip to Costa Rica. Looking forward to exploring the culture, volcano country, jungle canopy and Pacific coast!
The current series on cultural diversity in psychotherapy presented by my state professional organization, the Washington State Society for Clinical Social Work, (wsscsw.org) has been thought provoking for me. This past Autumn, the lead event in the series was a day-long workshop led by Columbia University Professor Derald Wing Sue, widely accepted as a trailblazer in diversity theory, research and education. This was an excellent experience*. I became more fully aware of “micro-abrasions”, messages which convey the sender’s harmful ignorance of privilege and prejudice.
I grew up in Manhattan in the early to mid 60s. I had a pretty free run of the city on foot, and by bicycle, subway and bus. That meant daily contact with New York City’s racial and cultural diversity. My family’s racial/ethnic awareness was a mix of tolerance, openness, generosity, fear and stereotyping. I went to a private school that was not very diverse.
In college, I lived off-campus on the South Side of Chicago. Then, back to New York City from the mid-70s to early 80s. In the early to mid-80s, I lived in Boston, and traveled on business throughout Europe. I had to learn and adapt to different national and cultural customs.
In the late 1980s, I moved to Los Angeles, a diverse city of neighborhoods.I began my clinical training there in 1992, received my MSW in 1994, and continued my post-graduate work until 1997. Apart from an internship in an employee assistance program, most of my clients were black, Latino, poor, seriously mentally ill and involved with police, courts and probation.
Significant and lengthy personal experience with people different than oneself is necessary, but not sufficient, to practice without prejudice. Despite my life experience, I am still a white, upper middle class man, partially blind to my assumptions of privilege. But my experience has taught me to face directly and without overwhelming shame, my own prejudice. I accept that it exists, to some extent it always will, and increasing my awareness while struggling to treat people equally is a lifetime project. I will engage in this struggle with my clients.
All of the above applies to my work with women, gay and lesbian clients and those from different religious backgrounds. To date, I have generally developed better therapeutic relationships because of this painful and often embarrassing approach to my work. Clients are freed to explore their own blind spots too.
I continue to believe that there are some universal values that I can represent and practice with. Genetically, human beings are virtually identical, though the genes may be expressed differently in behavioral terms. Couples – people in committed relationships – operate by certain rules that can and do transcend ethnic culture, sexual orientation, race and religion. So, while I hope to never ignore culture, race, class, religion, sexual orientation, and more, I cannot be simultaneously guided by them all – all at the same time. We are bound together by our common humanity.
* While President of the WSSCSW Board from 2008-2010, I continued development of the organization’s stance on cultural diversity. I managed the revision of By-Laws to include mandates on programming that focus on diversity clinical practice, as well as surveys to determine progress in developing a more diverse membership.
The title of this post derives from a well-worn and somewhat corny phrase. Yet I admit it captures a simple overall view about my experience working with people involved in “critical incidents” (for background on that term, you can view my site’s critical incident webpage which describes this part of my practice.)
I am dedicating my year end post to this part of my practice, to express my gratitude and deepest respect to the men and women who I met in this work in 2011 (and really, everyone over the last 12 years). They show me what people are like at their best. Many times, that “best” comes forward not just as deeply sympathetic, supportive or honest grief, but also as startling and even anxiety-provoking honesty.
Even in the midst of expressing the shock and grief from directly witnessing and responding to fear, grief and close proximity to losses of life or health, people can be very honest. They say what’s true about their feelings, the complexity of the situation they face, and their feelings toward those who were imperiled, injured or killed. Within the circle of people who are closest to who was endangered, injured or killed, the honesty is healing, just like the many kind and supportive acts that are performed for families and co-workers.
The humor that people are capable of is also healing and profoundly human; within the immediate group affected by the loss, the humor is always appropriate, without any specific effort to make it so. And that humor, expressed by those further removed from the most immediate group, is either less meaningful, or worse. It’s often put forward by those who thoughtlessly try to make themselves feel better.
To those who suffered and lost, thank you for letting me “in”, and teaching me again and again what’s best in the human spirit. After I left you that day, I believe you continued to develop and respect the grief process that causes us to grow, mature and appreciate the life and health we have.