We’ll just have to accept that each and every one of us, blind or sighted, is going to have to work this out in our own way so as to achieve the most rewarding life. I can only imagine my own worries in being in situations where I was not able to see what others were doing around me. I think: How could I not feel a sense of uncertainty. Unless, ironically enough, I was able to create the world that I live in now: a place for everything and everything in its place. And much the same for everyone.
I understand that. In fact, not many people I’ve been around appeared more comfortable in their own skin than you seem to be in yours. Also, let’s face it, there are any number of things that sighted people see that, well, they wish they had not seen. The world is filled with beauty true, but it is also filled with other considerably less appealing things. That’s why some will speak of things “you can’t unsee”.
Here of course we can only come to our own individual conclusions about things such as this. But to the extent that one’s spiritual path takes them away from Inquisitions, Crusades, Witch Hunts, Infidels, Fatwas and all of the other beliefs in which a God, the God, my God is “up there” ready to send you to Hell if you don’t think and feel and say and do what He commands of you, well, that is definitely going in the right direction as far as I am concerned.
I no longer have access to a belief such as this myself but I will always respect those who have found one. Provided they are tolerant of those with other beliefs and try above all to bring about as few trials and tribulations for others not sharing their own beliefs as possible.
I will tell you more if, some day, I am ever able to actually come to understand it myself. It’s never been clear in my own mind as to whether the strife was as a result of the way they were or the way that I was. I’ve always been different from most people I have been around, but I’ve always had a difficult time as well communicating to them what that means. My family was very conservative and I have never been that.
On the other hand, being different has always been something that I took pride in because it was always derived from a deep introspection. I wasn’t different by chance, but by choice. I thought and felt what I did after much reflection. And in a world that was bursting at the seams with many different experiences. And that’s always important in my view because you need to have your beliefs challenged from time to time.
Of course the first thing that will pop into the head of some in regard to blind parents is wondering what it might be like to raise a child without the capacity to see. In fact when I Googled that I found this: blindparents.uk/
So, if you ever do become a Mom – Mum? – there are those there able to come to your assistance if you need it.
Or the part that was raised in Children of a Lesser God when Sarah was asked whether, if she were to become a mom, she would want the child to be deaf or able to hear.
Wow. What I wouldn’t give for that machine now. Both of us hooked up to it. Me having your dreams, you having mine. To actually dream as the other does. To actually understand what that experience is like.
Of course the more technical you get in explaining these things the less those like me are able to understand it fully. You would have to have the education and the experience in exploring the biological and medical interactions in the brains of the blind and the sighted to understand, in turn, the parts that are the same and the parts that are different. And, in fact, you seem to be far more sophisticated in comprehending it than I am.
I suppose it is difficult however to pin down the meaning of a nightmare. Or even a “bad dream”. Do you have dreams that disturb you? Or dreams that make you think about your life in a different way?
Well, it is a photograph of her only from the chest up. The shape of her face is similar to yours. She has long hair that appears [to me] to be much like your own. She is wearing sunglasses so I cannot see her eyes, but I can’t see your eyes either in your photo here. She appears to be about your age and she is what I think most of us would call “pretty”.
I think I would have to see a picture of you from the chest up wearing sunglasses in order to pin down just how close the resemblance is. Or, wow, what if it turned out to be you!
This music reminds me of the songs of Loreena McKennitt: