This does not refer to a specific disease, it is an affirmation of hope for anyone suffering and hoping for a cure.
"Biology isn't destiny." More of the same. From Neurology Now Magazine. Meaning a diagnosis isn't definitive, because we never can really know what the outcome will be.
"What had been slowly leaking, years and years, the person who said "I." Last line of a poem by Rachel Hadas in "Speak Up" in Neurology Now, Jan/Feb 2010.
Slowly leaking....that part that might have been neglected through the years. Without even being aware. What could stop anyone from being ones self? From cultivating what's inside and allowing it to grow?
The person who said I. Thinking about how one feels about each thing they do. Stepping back and reflecting about anything before doing it. Listening to feelings and the way those feelings could be tied to intellect. Thinking before acting in order to make comfortable choices. Consciously deciding how to live each day.
What could stop a person from giving feelings respect? This is the core of what was leaking.
Happy times remembered are clues. Activities with people who mattered. It's amazing that some of the same people still matter. And they can reoccur and play a part now, in the "person who comes back to I." Enveloped in various layers, even as years brought changes. Clues to what one still wanted. Patient, sometimes impatient, and often ready to burst, hoping one would get on with it already! Fortunate if one can find ways to welcome them back.
And there have been dress rehearsals, although one was unaware.
And so not to be doomed 'dying with all the music inside,' one needs to find a way to plug the leaking 'I.' To allow all the self to be. To configure today so the writing can continue, inside out.
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