Thursday, March 14, 2019

Rhythm of Life


Today’s lecture by Dr. Keisling was extremely enlightening about how we have evolved in America in response and inclusion of individuals with disabilities. Hearing the stories, examples, and legislation (well, lack there of) that has painted the footprints of the journey of disabilities gave me new perspective. Hearing Dr. Keisling’s lecture was so important because it gave us background into population that will be an integral focus of our career as occupational therapists.
            A main point that resonated today is that individuals with disabilities should be afforded and supported in participating in the rhythm of life. This word, rhythm made me dwell a little deeper. What is rhythm and what does mine look like? The rhythm across my lifespan would include attending church, playing team sports, taking piano lessons, and attending college. Smaller pieces of my rhythm of life might include having lemonade stands, trick or treating, or shopping for a prom dress. Being homesick at college, losing my grandfather, and breaking my arm also play into that rhythm. Do the individuals with disabilities that I know have a right to that rhythm? Judith Heumann was most definitely kept from the rhythm of life when denied her right to education and teaching. Death and grieving are a part of the rhythm and the children of institutions were merely buried with a number as a headstone. Moodiness and anger would are definitely part of adolescent rhythm but resulted in extreme consequences for Rosemary Kennedy.
Perhaps this mention of rhythm resonated with me because that is exactly what we are learning to be the aim of our practice. We, as therapists, strive to help individuals successfully perform purposeful activities that allow them to fulfill their roles. In essence, OT aims to facilitate rhythm of life. This lecture inspired me to advocate for the rhythm of life for all humans. I was stirred to reflect on capability rather than disability. I think about a certain song I used to hear in middle school, “If God is a dj, life is a dance floor, love is the rhythm, and you are the music.” Let’s shed light and give love so that rhythm is found, no matter the music or dance floor.

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