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Wednesday, June 15, 2011



Another page in the "Book of Steve"

A girl--now age eight--was born sightless. I know her well. (I shall call her "G".) G knows that she is not the same, that others perceive things in a different manner than she. Hearing is perfect. She talks of course, has many cousins, Aunts, Uncles, BIG family. None live close by.

One brother, age 5, has specially befriended G, stays with her everywhere, plays games, walks in the woods--everywhere--holding her hand. When they come to a babbling cool brook, they splash one another with obvious glee, even JOY! This closeness is necessary for them both at this time.

Other numerous children in this family are too far removed by age to relate well with younger siblings--that 'teen' stuff, ya know?

G knows braille symbols, is extremely intelligent, but lives in a state which allows too many of its handicapped residents to fall between large cracks. The family lives far away.

G's younger brother was sent (I believe this!) by God to G, or she might be dreadfully alone in her uniqueness. Things are what they are. My prayer: As the lives of these two emerge, each turning point might safely harbor positive change.

This I know. G will 'see' many things which most of us sighted Peeps do not. The sightless are NOT unseeing.

Imagine becoming a resident of this beautiful place—earth/universe--never to view in 3-D color. My father was sightless also from birth. His lifelong theory: "God takes special care of Blind People and Drunks!" (He was not a 'drunk'!)

 Please say a prayer for G, that God also might care 
for her in a special way. G might be the shining light 
for someone—or many--if that is not already happening.
Thank you, Peeps.

Top Image: Space_of_my_mind_by_excence

Bottom Image:  Sightless_Eyes_by_Zombion


  1. moving... isn't it amazing how other senses take over when we lose just one.

  2. prayers up peep.

    and i echo shadow as it has been the case with most blind people that i know.

  3. God is with G, So especially that we of the sighted world cannot see the world in the way that G can through Gods spirit.

    I believe that.

    There is a special special place for those who are handicapped in those ways to us which "seem" normal. They, I am absolutely sure on this one, are special and possess a spirit which is keener for the defect.

  4. Your G sounds like a sweet soul and I'm thankful God has blessed both she and her brother with each other.

    Some of Jess's comments started me thinking. Are those "handicapped" in such a way really kinder or more loving or do we transfer those qualities to them when we view them through our compassion? Are we "handicapping" them further by not seeing them as individuals flawed in the same ways we are? Or ARE they kinder because they've had to depend on the kindness and understanding of others since birth which we all know would have been lacking at times? All of this doesn't mean I don't agree with Jess...I just love to think about things like this...pondering our world in all it's complexities.

  5. MARGG:
    The Universe is amazing--grin!

    Yup! I think everything is the result of something else. The only randomness is lodged in the human mind. (Were we talking about that?)

    Right on!

    I'm having some 'Jilly Java' while commenting.

    You took your hammer and NAILED this for me. Thank You Sober Peep

    As a former driver for 'handicapped' Peeps, what I may have observed, and now believe, is that we 'handicap' the handicapped when we try to 'help' them too much. So I always ask, "Do you want me to touch your arm, while we cross the street?"

    Since my father was blind AND deaf, he was certainly imbued with some "greater Power" to "LIVE WITH JOY", as the title of his biographical 'book' suggests.

    Yeah, I agree, there is room for thought, meditation, sharing, and prayer when these topics appear.


  6. Sweetness.

    The blind and drunks. Jimmy Buffett proclaimed himself "God's Own Drunk." Great song. Great songwriter.

    Mother, mother ocean I have heard you call... my eyes may not have sight but my heart and ears hear all.


  7. Very touching!
    She will be in my prayers!

  8. JANNIE:
    A really thoughtful comment--and how I appreciate those! Thank you!

    Thank you SO much, Margie. You are very kind.

  9. What a sweet post! Love your tender heart, Steve, and your riveting description of "G". Thank you.

  10. Prayers being said for G now, and how important it is for us to remember what we cannot see, hear or touch...this post touched me deeply, thank you Steve!!!

    xo g

  11. somehow... i do not believe she needs my prayers as god walks with all, don't you think? the "handicapped" are only seen that way by others than themselves, whom they do not believe handicapped at all. what is a "handicapped" person anyway, as i look at the word, i wonder it's true meaning, not that it addresses the being human at all....the sightless simply do not see thru eyes like you and me but then, you know that having experienced it so directly...they see the same, just differently, perhaps the hearing is more sharply seen than eyesight ever could provide, i know not....lovely post, steve with many blessings for us all, the seeing and unseeing alike. xxx

    For you--a writer--to call mine 'riveting'...well, it just "MADE my Friday morning, Kimberly. Thank you. PEACE!

    You are always so "in tune" with others' writing efforts, even mine. Thank YOU!

    I really loved your last post on gaining Peace and Freedom. Why did you not tell me long ago--it takes WORK--grin!

    Well, the pray-er I suppose, might ask for "this day our daily bread...?" You make a great point--as usual, girl.

    By the way, I was told that "G" recently asked a visiting playmate, "Can you see?"

    OMG! I am inserting that into the title.
    Blessings to YOU, Linda

  13. Thank you for sharing G's story with us Steve. Having worked with deaf and blind children in a previous life, I have always felt that they sense the world with more authenticity ~ perhaps the lack of a sense allows them to experience the world less jaded? I don't know...but they bring about many, many gifts to those of us with a heart big enough and open enough to view them as people ~ people just like us.

    Prayers for her ~ as well as the drunks who still suffer.

    Hugs for a wonderful weekend. ~Karis

  14. I will of course pray for G.
    So gifted, yet fragile.
    I have more hope for her, than those who see, yet don't see.
    May she remain gifted, giving and blessed.

  15. . "One sees well only with the heart. What is essential is invisible to the eye"...
    written by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

    yes ... hear and see is possible through the heart ...
    .. I hear what my heart says ...
    ... G. sees what her heart feels ...
    ... maybe because it is closer to God? because we need his help so absolutely?...
    ... I am deaf ... and the melody of my heart is God's gift ...

    I pray that G. the color, the paintings, the Wonder of God sees with her ​​heart ... but also that their eyes are opened ...

  16. CHEF KAR:
    Surrounded by comments such as yours, this weekend is already fabulous. Meetings help, too! We all have been SO blest, girl!

    Thank you, a sweet comment, and so understanding.

    Have you been deaf since your beginning, or have you heard the sounds of music, voice, bird's song, the wind in trees, scurry of a rabbit?

    Thank so much for sharing this, Cos...Blessings for you!!!

  17. I think it was in Annie Dillard's lovely book 'Pilgrim at Tinker Creek' where she told the story of a blind girl regaining sight through a successful operation and, thus, happily ever after story. But what struck me was the process of 'sighting' and remaking sense of a world new in its unfolding dimensions of colour. In particular was the young girl's impressions when readjusting to first limited then, through steps, to full light viewing. When she finally could look out a window, she glimpsed a tree and exclaimed: 'It's on fire!'
    This statement made me pause and truly wonder what all we 'sighted folks' simply take for granted.

  18. The sightless are NOT unseeing.

    This is sad and beautiful... God is Good, I am sure she could go along anyway...

    This is nice and beautiful peep! and lovely too

    Thanks for "Annie Dillard's lovely book 'Pilgrim at Tinker Creek'".

    This topic has interested me for many years, and YOU really know, or can 'feel' with those "so blessed" with different wiring.

    PS. My father used to tell us that to suddenly SEE might kill him. I never pressed him with "Why?"

    He also said often that "Blindness was not as great a handicap as most Peeps think. BUT that his deafness made him a "hermit" in a crowd. He then experienced that "Loneliness which few do."

    Thank you. When/if I see your comment, I realize it is high time for another post--grin!

  20. Helloooooooooooooo!!! I am waiting for my tea to brew. I am eating cinnamon crunch bagel. How are you today?

  21. Listening to the beautiful tympani-like sounds of rolling thunder waiting for the storm. these powers of nature have always made my blood move faster from head to toe.

    Anticipation, it's called.

    Like your alphabet flying through the air...DUCK!!! (Also the commentary is attention-holding--grin!)
    Enjoy the tea and cinnamon, Ces.

  22. I find it more awkward, in a way, posting here on Blogspot, as I often almost miss it. I would have this time too if you hadn't gently prodded me to come back and have a read re: your comment to my comment. I'm assuming then that your father was blind. Ah, so that is why you yourself are so insightful, reminding me - but from a male perspective - of Judy Collins whom, I'm sure you know, had a blind father as well. I think he inspired her song: 'My Father'.

  23. Well, at the risk of sounding like a heretic, I would wish that we people who have or can or do would leave less of the well-being of those who haven't or can't or don't up to prayer and take more of it onto ourselves. Just sayin.

  24. 20th July 2011
    ... hi Steve, sorry that I answer only now to the question of 15.6.,
    I've done a wonderful journey ... Now I'm back, thankful and happy ...

    Answer to your question: No, I'm not deaf from birth. Beginning when I was in the mid 30th.
    Now I have perfect Hearing Aids, that give hearing back - "almost" .....
    Greetings from Cosima

  25. .. hm, yesterday I posted a reply ...
    where is she? not appeared? ok, I'll try again ...

    Steve, the answer to your question: No, I'm not deaf from birth.
    It started from the middle 30 years ... but I'm thankful for good hearing aids, they give almost hearing ... I improvise a lot ... and I confess my disability ... that helps ...