Sunday 4 October 2020

SEAWEED AND SOLACE

In my last poem, I mentioned the sun going down. I spoke of the dark. It was an intimation. A week later I developed a migraine which led my right eye into dancing yellow spots, which in turn, turned into black cobwebby trails like seaweed growing across, floating across, my field of vision. 

The doctors took a look and decided there were no tears, my retina had not detached, but they could see the dispersed, disturbed jelly and told me either this would settle or my brain would adapt. I waited three weeks for this settling or adaptation to take place but nothing has changed. The seaweeds are as bad as ever and at times, worse. I have been back to the eye department, and next week I meet the Vitreo-Retinal consultant. 

Adaptation is all very well when you have some vision to compensate. My right eye has been doing all the compensatory work for the past fifteen years or more. And now where will I turn for solace? Well, I keep finding new places on Zoom. 

I was listening to the 'How To Fail' podcast with Elizabeth Day featuring Ruby Wax, who mentioned she had taken her 'Frazzled' cafe mindfulness meet-ups online. I joined in the next day, and had a chance to meet and talk to Ruby herself; she found me full of light, which cheered me in my shadowlands. 

Another day, I attended a book lecture given by Dr Sanjiva Wijesinha for the Sri Lanka Literary Society of the UK, on his book 'Strangers on the Camino' - an account of the ancient Spanish pilgrim voyage he made with his son Shivantha. It was a non-religious, lighthearted, yet moving, and therefore spiritual, journey of love renewed, and fun to share the moment with Sri Lankans across the globe, in different time zones. 

And finally, today, I joined a reading group, newly formed by Naomi Alderman, award winning English author of 'Disobedience' and 'The Power'. I stayed in my pyjamas, in bed, reading Clive James' 'Poetry Notebook', which is far more formal than his latest collection, but was perfectly calming. As calming as the small group of us reading in our individual cubby holes, in silence for 50 minutes until our ten minute chatty catch up at the end. Naomi's reason for beginning this group for the winter ahead... 'This was very much a feature of my Orthodox Jewish childhood. Going to someone's house on Shabbat and all of us just sitting together reading in silence and occasionally going "listen to this sentence". I miss it.' I could fully relate to the memory through a different route - being on our family holiday, and all five of us sitting in a reading nook of our borrowed hill station house, immersed, silent but for the chomping of salty wafers (Indian-speak for crisps)...    

It has been quite the week for me, recovering from my second round of Rituximab, haunting the eye department till 10pm (the doctors did apologise) and finally sticking the old sub cut needle in yesterday. I only did one... I think I could have skipped 'em altogether, but one tries to be diligent, even in private. Unless one is the leader of a certain nation in crisis, in which case all bets are off. 

Images: Cleveland Art: Fish and Rock, Mindfulness by Oscar Ortiz, The Wijesinhas at Fin Isterre, final illustration by Angie Wang

6 comments:

Kriti said...

Hoping the seaweeds disappear soon, one way or another...I love your poetic prose and the art you've chosen. I've recently started listening to podcasts (!) and any recommendations from you would be so great :) sending light across continents...

Shaista said...

Kriti! Am obsessed with podcasts - they are a relief from constant visual activity - but not as drawn out as books, which lately I find hard to concentrate on. I veer from Armchair Expert with Dax Shepherd, to I Weigh with Jameela Jamil, to Getting Curious with Jonathan van Ness or Table Manners with Jessie Ware... The Seen and Unseen is a good Indian politics and economics podcast, and I love How to Fail with Elizabeth Day... I listen to almost every Desert Island Discs... what else? If I remember any more, I'll email you a list!! xxx

Sanjiva WIJESINHA said...

Thank you, Shaista, for mentioning my talk and our journey on the Camino. It was so nice to "see" you and your mother that evening on Zoom!

Sherry Blue Sky said...

Shaista, you ARE amazingly full of light, even when your eyes are giving you such trouble. I am sorry this is happening, glad you have good doctors, and pleased you have found podcasts and groups to connect with to pass the quiet hours.we are always drawn to the same books. I have the Camino one on kindle but havent read it yet. Do let us know what the doctors can do to help your poor eyes.

Sherry Blue Sky said...

P.s. have you listened to Valarie Kaur's Ted talks? She is someone you will love. I adore her memoir See No Stranger.

Shaista said...

You’re welcome Sanjiva - I have linked your website and book to my post :)

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