You say I’m blind and that I’m unkind but yet you won’t take my hand and help me understand. You tell yourself that because I’m blind I cannot see but yet you won’t even at least tell me. I give my hand and say please be my guide but I can’t find you cause you went to hide.
I have no eyes and might one day fall but it is you that has a built the wall. Can I ever find you in your darkness, if I can not see? Can you turn on your light please?
I have my white cane and can navigate well. I have keen hearing and a great sense of smell. I know I am blind and can’t see at all but I can feel when I encounter a wall. I chose to break it for I pave my own way. I’m not merely going to call it a day. Pound pound I can break your wall and I’ll be here to catch you, catch you when you fall.
Signing off
Guady G
Hugs from Brooklyn
I worked with the blind in high school and they guided me and helped me to really see. Are you really seeing or merely looking? Are you being the best guide or did you go hide? Are you the wall?
American Federation For The Blind defines the responsibilities of a sighted guide as follows
It turned out he wasn’t lying to me. He was a kidder but he felt bad because a few minutes later I was crying. Why did I throw the pieces everywhere when I got upset? Perhaps my mom had swept it up but she said no. Crap crap and crap! My hard work and it was missing a damn piece! I couldn’t put it up now! How could I? My relatives would notice and they would make fun of me. I didn’t want that.
Maybe I could take a marker and color it in. Perhaps no one would notice. I would and that would make me a fake. I had to search for that missing piece. I looked under the sofa and no luck. Cabinet nope too. I think it went into the black hole. Or another dimension? The void? No, the devil took it!!! Arghhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Where the efffin f was it? Stolen? Lost? Broken somewhere? Right before me but invisible to my eyes and others too. I was frustrated once again and summer was almost over.
Entering my fall years I came to the realization that I had that piece all along. It was me. I was the missing piece that was needed to complete this complex puzzle that I call my life. God had given me this gift and I finally understood its value. It is a precious gift. It is fun, difficult, frustrating but it is mine and I need to take care of it. I need his guidance so I surrender myself to his daily blessings and I receive happiness. The Universe loves me back for I love it like the very skin that covers me. Trust. Forgive. Love. Grow and glow for you are in the know.
In the 2nd grade I was asked to write a poem for language arts class and I want to share it with you today. It’s short so it won’t take long to read.
THEO
Yesterday, Theo died of a stroke.
The reason was he sniffed some coke.
Everyone had already cried.
Cause it was sad to know he died.
It was 1976 back then but little did I know my poem was predicting the future. I guess I always had a scientific mind. The first case report of stroke caused by cocaine use was in 1977. It was written by NIH and later many more reports followed.
It was a school assignment that sparked my interest in writing. Thank you goes to Ms. Pepe for teaching us poetry.
Thank you Universe for today I can share my stories via internet.
I was given a gift by someone who loves me dearly many years ago. It was a puzzle. The image on the box was of a beautiful scenery. There was a mountain in the background with the brightest of hues depicting trees, boulders and vast terrain. The backdrop was a sky so blue with a water body below it. I was in awe at how gorgeous it all was. I remember asking myself if I could piece it all together. It wasn’t the world’s largest puzzle but it had pieces in the thousands. I think 2,000 or was it 1,000?
I recall putting all the pieces on the kitchen table because I was determined to complete it all in one day. What was I thinking? It was fun as I placed all the pieces of the border together. I could do it! I was doing it! I felt so awesome even though it was actually easy to do.
Then it was time to start the middle of it. I was determined as I dug for more pieces. Oh shit there were so many pieces! I kept telling myself “ You got this!” It was coming along for I could see the outline of the mountaintop. Okay so maybe I was squinting my eyes as I looked.
I had started at 6 am and then it was 9 am. It was breakfast time on a Saturday and my mom wanted the table to serve breakfast. Ah shit why didn’t I foresee this. I was just so into that puzzle. How could I move it? I got upset that my family was so large and the entire table was needed. There were 7 of us. Dang it! Then my mom said “Muévete es hora de comer! Vete ya y cambiate de pijama.” In English means-Move it! It’s time to eat and go change your pajamas already!” Arghh I was so annoyed.
My brother then came in and said to me that he was going to push it onto the floor. “Dare you!” I shouted back. He then actually got a cardboard from his old science project and slid it below the puzzle border. He helped me move it onto the floor. This was my daily routine and I was happy it was summer so no school. We were too many kids in the family so no day camp either. It was just me and my puzzle for the summer.
I was faithful doing the puzzle until all of a sudden the pieces started looking all the same to me. There were too many hues of green, yellow and blue. I stopped doing it and every time I closed my eyes to sleep it was that puzzle I kept seeing. I was so sick of that puzzle. I kept forgetting to move it too so my mom was constantly yelling to get it off the table.
I couldn’t deal with it anymore. I started resenting that I even started it. Stupid stupid puzzle! Why did I think I could do it? I felt so dumb. I got so frustrated with it so I tore it all apart. It had taken me at least 3 weeks to complete what was before me but I didn’t care. I wanted it gone! Pieces went flying everywhere. The table got some. The floor had some and even a few landed on my baby brother’s head as he passed me by. My mother then walked in and told me to pick up all the pieces and to also practice patience. She said to put it away and to try it in another week or two. I said I would so I did.
Deep down I felt like a loser because I had given up. I hated that puzzle but at the same time I missed it. It had given my day purpose. It made me feel smart to even own that puzzle. 7 days went by and it did help me relax. I was then ready to tackle it again. I would do it by sections.
I carefully separated all the pieces with similar colors. I was organized and I could see it. It wouldn’t be long before I had enough pieces together to actually appreciate the scenery coming along. Yes I could see the mountain and the water body. Yes, yes I was invincible. I was the coolest 9 yr old on my block! Heck in the world! I was happy as I could make out the beautiful sky with all it’s shades of blue. Yeah me yeah me. My Dad hears the commotion and said “Be quiet! It’s super late. Why are you up?” I exclaimed back “I did the puzzle! I did it!” I had finished it so off to bed I went at 1 am. I was going to put glue over it in the morning. I would hang it up. I decided I would keep it till forever.
Next morning my brother tells me “Hey the puzzle is missing a piece.” “No stop lying!” I yelled at him. “I’m serious Guany” he yells back at me. “Stop lying! You took it out. So give it back!” I screamed with my voice about to break into a cry. “Give it back! I’m not playing! Please just give it back!”
INTERESTED IN KNOWING WHAT HAPPENED TO THAT LAST PIECE? DID MY BROTHER TAKE IT? DID I FIND IT? STAY TUNED. PUZZLE PART 2 TO BE POSTED ON WEDS 4/25
7 PM.
I commence by admitting that when I first saw the preview for this movie back in November 2017, I wasn’t too enthused about it. That all changed after my daughter called me two days ago. She had watched it and advised I should do the same. She said it had made her cry. Now, those who know me know I like emotional threaded movies, cartoons, and YouTube videos. I am an avid fan of good old catharsis.
I am not going to speak of the awesome choreography, stellar acting, astonishing acrobatics, vibrant colorful wardrobes or the magnificent harmonious singing voices for all that goes without saying. Zendaya is just adorable. Zac Efron has blossomed into such a wonderful man. Heck, Wolverine can sing to me any day! Sorry, I had to Mr.Hugh Jackman.
This movie received mixed reviews but I think it deserves a category of its own. It is a film of enlightenment and of grace. It has a multitude of life lessons within it. Each lesson is well manifested by its talented cast. If you carefully watch it then you will feel what I felt at the end of it–pure joy. If you haven’t watched it yet, please do. I give it an A ++.
It reminds us of how as children we believe anything and everything is possible. Our imagination with its vast creativity doesn’t hinder us from growth. We dream and take action to make it become our reality. As children we are invincible. As children we always believe and don’t ever question what love is. We just love. As adults we become afraid to love due to what other’s might think about who we love or why we love them. What happens to us when we age?
It teaches us to not forget those that helped us form our foundation as we rise to stardom in our work life. Our jobs may explode to unknown blissful horizons but if we don’t take notice then we stand to lose it all. Being successful requires dedication and time but should never marginalize your family. It is easier to rebuild a burned down warehouse than it is to mend a broken tattered heart.
This musical film empowers all those whom have ever been bullied. It is for all those that have been shamed into not loving themselves. In the film those things were depicted in an overt manner. We see a bearded lady, a giant and a morbidly obese man but in real life there are also those that feel shame but are perfect in our eyes. Some wounds lie deeper than the eyes can see.
This film is for all who were abused either physically, sexually or mentally. It is for any wounded brave soul. The lyrics of This is Me are beyond powerful. Mr. Benj Pasek and Mr. Justin Paul I salute you for your talent. This is a song of liberation! It is a song of self-acceptance and self-love. Thank you. Check out Keala Settle’s audition tape on YouTube and you will fall in love with her. https://youtu.be/XLFEvHWD_NE
This 1.46 hrs of delight embodies the meaning of friendship and faith. Their strengths can help pull us out of the deepest of ruts. Zac Efron’s role states I may have lost a lot but have gained so much more. This made me choke and then cry. What are worldly possessions if we don’t feel we belong anywhere? He might have degraded his social status by working in a circus but he upgraded his soul’s happiness status. Isn’t this what should actually matter? We are worth so much more than the numbers on our W2 form! We can’t forget this!
Finally this American musical drama film by Michael Gracey written by Jenny Bicks and Bill Condon is a definite must see. It is a film for the family to watch together. A film for couples. It is a must see in schools to open discussion about bullying and the ill effects of it. It a film for me and a film for you. May you all have a blessed day.
Fluidity 