Wednesday, April 30, 2014

45 years ago

I shall do a bit of what I set out to do with this blog.  Triggered by the word 'sleep paralysis'.

she and  the Magyar had decided to divorce.  He had moved out and she and her daughter remained in the home till end of the school year.  The past few months had been extremely unpleasant.    

Lying in bed, trying to fall asleep, she opens her eyes and freezes.  She sees his dresser and the chair besides the dresser. He is sitting on the chair doing what she had seen him do for many years.   She can hear the crackling sound of the starched shirt as he bends forward to pull his socks off one by one.  Slowly, as he used to do it, and the starch continues to make itself known.  It is incredibly real real real.  Real to the extend that she can also hear the usual sounds of his labored breathing. 

Although a harmless event to witness, she is terrified and feels completely paralysed.
He is not in the house. She feels completely awake.  

She knows that fear-and distress-dreams can be triggered by 'feel back emotions' but, this is not a dream.  She is awake.  She is frightened and paralysed to the extend that she does not dare to breath and her heartbeat is racing. What is happening?

Finally last week, she came to read an article about sleep paralysis. 
It is said that sleep paralysis experiences are usually very terrifying but that blissful and harmless ones are also reported.

She needs to add that this good man, yes he was a good man, was 14 years her senior and had an alcohol problem which, when outbursts occurred, frightened her to the bones.

Wednesday, April 2, 2014

World Autism Awareness Day

As I read the 'Spiegel' and the 'Guardian' this morning I was reminded of 


                                                                                             Nov.15, 1972

I don't know what Moselito knew way back then.  I had never heard of we are both fine with it and life is beautiful.