Many people live with extraordinary experiences like voices,
visions and uncommon beliefs. The clinical world uses words like hallucinations
and delusions to describe these experiences and to assign meaning to them. The
psychiatric community assumes that the most appropriate response to these experiences
is to medicate them into nonexistence and even more damaging, discount the realness
of these experiences to people who live with them.
What’s the alternative? After all, who wans to go around
seeing, hearing and believing things that others don’t? The alternative is
compassion. For those living day to day with voices and visions they are real
and have meaning beyond the label of mental illness. But how are they real? Who
gets to assign meaning?
I dare to say that these experiences are real. If a person who
is hearing a voice that tells them that someone is out to kill them that person
becomes afraid. The fear is real. To invalidate that fear is to act without empathy
and compassion. So what if no one is actually out to kill this person. The
sense of helplessness, desperation, and agony are real. So why not address the
trepidation instead of getting bogged down with the need to correct that person’s
perceptions?
If a person believes they are Jesus Christ and is responsible
for saving every living person on the planet from their sins, the sense of
responsibility for others is real. Instead of confronting the person with
statements that invalidate their feelings, why not address how overwhelmed they
feel by their perceived responsibility? If someone has a reoccurring vision of
the end of the world and believes these visions are messages from God, why not
address their anxiety about the state of our world and their future?
What about meaning? Who gets to decide what these experiences
mean? I say the person going through it gets to make meaning of it. So many
factors need to be considered like culture, race, gender, family dynamics,
ethnic traditions, etc. When I was a child I spent a lot of time with my
grandmother. She helped my mother raise me and my siblings. She believed that
dreams could teach the dreamer things about their life and predict future events.
We had a very specific dream vocabulary in my family. My dreams have always
been vivid and full of symbols. I choose to believe what my grandmother
believed. I choose to take guidance from my dreams and maintain a bond with my grandmother
who is now my ancestor.
I choose. What harm is there in the meaning I make of it so
long as it does not interfere with me living a life of my choosing? What harm
can come from the meaning I assign to it as long as I don’t impose it on others
or trample on the beliefs and rights of others?
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