The Honest Work for Justice

I am totally excited to tell you, Dear Blog Readers, that I was at my Supported Typing group this past month and I had a great topic to propose to the group. I wanted to know what they would suggest as a good movie to see that shows someone overcoming obstacles.

We who use this form of communication are still attacked often by hearing that there are many who find that there is not enough evidence to prove it is effective. I so hurt to see Tracy Thresher at the last State Standing Committee on Developmental Services when the issue of research based findings was discussed again.

He has been promoting this form of communication for over four years touring with the documentary he stars in; Wretches and Jabberers. I am so tired that this discussion keeps getting brought back up as I feel so many of us are living examples of what this form of communication does to release our minds.

I have just returned from a week at summer camp. You know this is not a holiday for me because I am eager to interact with people’s minds and I have to rely on smiling, blinking and hand gestures as my form of communication. Luckily some of the counselors at camp have seen my movie or read my blog so they know a lot more about my intelligence.

So at the Supported Typing group long-time typer and Tracy’s co-star Larry Bissonnette suggested I watch the movie Selma and I did last night.

Oh what a rough experience that was. It is a reminder that people can make huge ugly assumptions about others and let those dictate their actions.

Let us keep typing our voices and overcome these obstacles.

I hope you soaked up the good sun of the weekend.

Be well and be kind.

Mark

The Nice Mountain Climber

The Work is Now in Our Hands, Let’s Do It!

Dear Beloved Good Blog Readers,

Really great to be back before your eyes so soon again.

I left you with the task of coming up with a metaphor to guide us through the strange place that those of us in human services find ourselves these days.

People in positions of power have to make decisions that don’t make it easy for people like me to really explore who we are and what we have to give the world. Everyone has something yet our very over commercialized culture teaches us to want what we don’t have. I am afraid this makes us not care for ourselves. The people in power hoard resources and justify taking them from people they can easily brush off as inferior because they value life so unhealthily.

I am being super intense but I know my growing voice is needed.
My current easy task is to love now the great beautiful soul I am.

I dare you to welcome in your outer loveliness.

Until next time keep pausing for delightful moments.

Fondly,

Mark

Great Soap Box Orator in the Making

Riding the Softer Seas of Acceptance of Me

Dear Beloved Blog Readers,

I hope you are all doing well.

I sure am.

After my last post in which I was totally scared in a boat in Lake Champlain my life started to pitch back and forth. I am happy to say I am on solid ground again and I would like to tell you the story.

I am a big fan of metaphors and sailing into the waters of communication has been a big one as I took on the project of improving my typing by using it to write my movie and find people to help me to make it happen.

Now that it exists I had hopes my life would take off and it would be really clear what the next steps would be.

I found myself in an emotional sea and I have been addressing that in a variety of ways for many months. I have said that several times in these posts and many of you have lovingly written back sharing similar feelings.

Now I am on the beach and shaking the sad water out of my ears and taking an assessment of where I have been.

Oh, I know where some people think I am and that is stuck in a system that is not working. Yes, in some really clear ways I am. But I am here because I am in a body that found itself into this system because it doesn’t work in normal ways.

I want to find a big metaphor to bind together the weakness of all of this and we’ll study it while sipping iced tea.

More on this next week.

Until then think about what your weak, faulty or mismanaged areas are because we can add them into my crazy sculpture and transform it all into a butterfly.

Now, smile and breathe and think nice thoughts.

Fondly,

Mark

The Michelangelo of Colchester, Vermont