Welcome to my blog. It varies how regular I write posts here. I sustained a 'Traumatic Acquired Brain Injury', and a six month coma from a 'road traffic accident' whilst cycling, in October 2006. I spent the following 4 years (22-26yrs old), in a combination of hospitals and rehabilitation homes. Now, I have been living independently in Surbiton, England since October 2010. This blog begun life in December 2010, as i realised that there are many people worldwide that i want to share experiences with. I know that, as a wheelchair user, I am obviously not as mobile as i wish, so, use the internet to connect to you. I enjoy letting my thoughts represent through type. I type honestly. As numerous readers, as well as email recipients, will understand, I find typing to be very therapeutic. Thank you :)
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Thursday, 21 June 2012

Final whistle? I type...

Ok, the first semi finalist has been chosen...
Hmmm...

... I can now type undistracted.
My Parisian experiences, forced me to realise how much further 'ahead' we are here, in England, in dealing with wheelchairs. I still feel surprised/shocked when i realise how much effort shopkeepers, bar staff, waiters/resses, put in, to make sure that i can shop/dine at their establishment. I then find that it seems general public opinion, that people should help most (therefore prioritizing wheelchairs). I am obviously all for this, but do remain utterly grateful for the effort that people put in. Fortunately, I do have the ability to begin a small repayment simply with a smile (amazingly effective), or a simple few words of gratitude. Politeness works!

As ever, I was in a cafe the other day, when a group of about six school boys and girls entered. They reminded me straight away of myself being a pre-GCSE teenager, and the dreamful 'innocence of youth'. Hehehe! Oh no, I am getting old!
But, it's true, that whilst you must be allowed to have those dreams, 'shit happens'. Although we would love to plan successfully everything, it is impossible. Everyone meets their fate at some point.

I believe that we cannot direct our fate, or willingly choose our path. It is only through our mood can we attempt to be directive. Essentially, we can affect our mood.

"Now! NOW! NOW! It's all about NOW!"
Words of personal hero, Jeff Buckley (Live in Chicago 1995). Obviously psychologically troubled, but an incredibly talented, clever artist.
As a teenager, although I worshipped every word he sang, I failed to understand quite what he was on about here. I feel that it is only recently i have partly learnt.
Seventeen years ago, maybe, but the concept of living 'in the present' is still very important. It is something that I have learned partly. Whilst it is important to plan and design for the future, essentially, we cannot plan everything. Shit happens! It is all about now!  Now NOW NOW!

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