Mind, Body and Soul

"The marvelous richness of human experience would lose something of rewarding joy if there were not limitations to overcome. The hilltop hour would not be half so wonderful, if there were no dark valleys to transverse." Helen Keller

As I celebrate my 49th birthday, I feel I have come to terms with the demons of yesterday. I have always believed, we can learn something new everyday of our lives. We should allow ourselves to accept new ideas, so we may grow in our mind, our body, and our soul.

When you are hearing impaired you should never have to hide your disability. Even if you feel embarrassed by your hearing imperfections remember your hearing impairment is part of your makeup. Don't lie to others in order to try to fit into the hearing world.

I discovered I was better off when I accepted my hearing loss. Prior to this, I used to hide behind all off my negative feelings. Once I started to replace those feelings with self belief again, I found the peace of mind to succeed in life.

Last Saturday, I attended my second writers workshop. It was held at Pasadena City College. I was apprehensive (once again) due to my hearing impairment. I realized my doubts sprang from fear taking control of my life. I decided to grab hold of the reins, so I could gallop towards my destination.

After facing the reality of the situation, I had a wonderful time at the event. I knew in my heart there was a possiblity I could hit a few bumps (in the road) on this day of learning. Yet, I was grateful I had thrown caution to the wind.

On Thursday, I entered the college campus to register for the class. After locating the correct building, I paid for my class. I found many students in wheelchairs attending classes at the college. It came to light my situation didn't seem so unique after all.

The day I was to attend the class, I was ready to meet the challenge. I was dropped off a bit early, so I located the Forum (the building) where the workshop was being held. I walked inside and headed towards the Registration Desk. After being teased a bit about my name (the comonness of it) I was handed a name tag. I looked at a group of writing books and tapes displayed for sale. I perused a board, which posted advertisements for the writers to view.

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