I just love the , Talking
Heads, don't you? I don't think there is any song of theirs that I do
not like. I don't know if it's the time from which I remember I was
first exposed to David Byrne and his music but the music has a great
way of carry me away to another place and time. But maybe think of
this tonight has been pondering flying dreams. This last Thursday at
the Coffee Social I was surprised when I made the comment that of all
the dreams that I have the dream I enjoy the most is the dream that
I'm flying. I don't have that dream very much anymore, but I do enjoy
the dream and sensation when I have it. I was kind of surprised when
I found that when I said this all the other ladies (yes, I am the
only male participant that regularly attends the social and I am the
youngest) excitedly agreed. All of them went out on a tangent of
talking about their own dream and how strange it was to them. Now,
this was kind of a bummer for me because I was using this suggestion
of the dream phenomenon of flying to segue into the dream I have of
walking – – now I do like I said, have that flying dream – –
and how that dream makes me feel.
Of course, did not have
this dream before my accident, 50 some years ago. I don't remember
how soon after the accident that I started having this walking dream.
I do not have the same dream of walking, I have a dream that I'm
walking, but it's always in a different environment. Sometimes I had
the dream that I'm up and walking and other times I'm sitting, not
necessarily in my wheelchair, but then I well for one reason or
another standup and walk. What is really weird to me is that I will
be walking then suddenly realize I am walking and have this weird
feeling that I should not be doing walking. Sometimes I become
somewhat frightened that I will suddenly stop walking and fall. This
rarely happens in the dream. Another dream I have which is somewhat
similar is becoming aware that I'm walking in my dream sequence and
not really understanding how I am doing this but it seems somewhat
normal. And all the situations I am not walking really well. I sort
of have that cerebral palsy stumble phenomenon going on. I'm not
embarrassed or frightened as much as I am in a state of wonder,
knowing that I should not be walking or that I can't be walking but I
am.
When I was an adolescent.
My dad and I went to this process of getting me up and crutches,
which was really unique for someone with my spinal cord injury.
Luckily I had spasticity so significant my legs to stay straight and
allowing put weight on them, with great effort than I could actually
drag 1 foot in front of the other. I doubt built parallel bars for me
to use which I walk up and down every day for a couple of years. And
like I said I would also get myself up standing with crutches. None
of this, however, was productive and eventually I just realized I'd
always be in a wheelchair of one sort or another. I'm not
complaining. I just want to share my “walking” dream which I have
every once in a while… Not as often as I would like that. Then
again I never tire of a walking dream.
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