Being kind to oneself is the start of being kind to others, any other show of kindness is just show.
Tomorrow is the first day of Autumn.
Leaves are changing colors, Day light Savings Time will end.
I have begun my Halloween preparations.
This is Dystonia Awareness Month. And to think you almost missed that…I have been aware of TD (Tardive Dystonia) for years now.
I have many things to be grateful for because of TD: My ‘Shedding “Spaz” status’ handle (I can talk to you here annd you’re not distracted by my spastic presence); I have saved a small fortune on dinning out, afraid to attract too much attention in restaurants (admit it, the people that are a little different always get your attention); I have become intolerant of unkind judgements of others toward the “imperfect”.
Not all aspects of Dystonia are the same. Imagine waking up in the morning, getting out of bed, stretching and looking down at your toes…and that will be your pose…for the balance of your waking day.
You can be sure that the buttons of your shirt are well done, belt perfectly positioned…but unable to lift your head to look in the mirror; apply your makeup with the mirror flat on the counter, put on the finishing touches to a lovely face that no one will be able to see. “Remember to make eye contact during the interview, hon. Oh, sorry. You’ll be great.”
That would be Cervical Dystonia…for some.
I have the distinction of being a lunatic and as such have been given “mood stabilizers”, “anti-psychotics” for years (read that decades) and I ‘suffer’ with Neuroleptic Induced Tardive Dystonia; at times I can’t talk, the vocal chords are constricted and don’t move, whereas my face doesn’t stop moving, my left arm and hand look as if I’m working on some elaborate chord progressions for my next ‘air-guitar’ concert.
Upshot, read the warnings on your Rx’s, talk to your doctor. Some are born with Dystonia, some acquire it and like many motion disorders, there are treatments.
If you have been diagnosed with Dystonia, run do not walk to a neurologist that specializes in movement disorders and find someone (professional, friend, a chat room) and talk…self-induced isolation and demeaning oneself is not the answer.
There are times when I stop the jitters; when I sleep, when I’m concentrating on a project and when I meditate.
The best definition I have found for meditation is:
Sit softly in the silence between the noise of your thoughts. This is meditation. This is real love.
I have been away from WP for some time, caught up in my own muck and mire of depression and self-pity. One of the “projects” that takes me out of myself are the few Vlogs I’ve done. I have another to tape and post this afternoon and in honor of Dystonia Awareness Month, this will be sans the motion editing. Be warned.
peace out pilgrims.
Image from unknown photographer posted Feb. 2014, titled “Kindness”. If anyone can identify the artist or the post please let me know so that I may properly credit and please, all, follow this person, he has the eye and the heart of a true artist.