A blind Alaskan shares views about health, politics, respect, her business ideas for web accessibility, training on the Americans With Disabilities Act, societal violence of disabled folks and hate crimes, interpersoanl violence against those with disabilities, workshops exploring our ideas of independence vs. interdependence, etc. She welcomes comments from all comers.
Thursday, December 22, 2011
very interesting reflections waking up
I awakened and the feeling of a dream was with me but just the remnants of the fact that I had one. I was thinking of Cris Williamson's album "the Changer and the Changed" a great album where she sang "child of God" and the chorus: "Filling up and spilling over, it's an endless waterfall" and the weather person on KTUU here in Anchorage was speaking about ice and water density and the molecules, and I thought of our body being water. Then I wrote a poem in my head, which went something like this: or it's a song: when the time is right the bird will fly, in fourths and fifths like a refrain, Being stuck on the ground and tethered on the ground, Now I lift or move without a sound, As I am beginning to soar, I gain speed and confidence, I fly even more, The wind pushes me through the solar system and the galaxy. Koraling Lynne
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