Tuesday, 25 June 2013


I stand resolutely in the Parkinson's storm and amid the howling wind and stinging ran I quietly declare:

I can only be me in my thrownness (which includes Parkinson's, stammering and depression) and the choices I’ve made (including reacting to my thrownness)

I am the good and the bad that, by accident or design, I’ve chosen in me

I am still a physical entity capable of elevative thoughts and feelings despite my disease

I am the very instant of me as I resist living in the past and the future

I am determined to live a life now and in doing so give of myself and help others to understand

This is me and I cannot pretend to be anybody else; I fully accept the benefits and consequences of all this…

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