Begin Again

I have been writing a book in an attempt to figure out what is next after my injury. It was born out of these blog posts. Writing has filled a huge creative void for me and has served to unlock several hidden truths about the human condition.

This is my premise of the book:

Most of us move through life without ever noticing the voice that’s steering us. It comments on everything; it judges, narrates, predicts, and corrects. It feels like us, so we rarely question it. But the moment we begin to pay attention, something shifts. We start to see that this inner commentator isn’t the whole of who we are. It’s simply the mind doing what it has always done; trying to keep us safe by making sense of everything.

Learning to pause long enough to witness this mechanism is the beginning of real change. Not a dramatic overhaul; just a subtle turn of awareness. A brief moment where you notice the voice rather than obeying it. In that space, something new opens. You realize you don’t have to follow every thought. You don’t have to believe every story. You can watch the mind without getting swept away.

And beneath the thoughts, the body is already speaking. Tightness, warmth, heaviness, a breath that catches—sensations that often reveal the truth before the mind forms a single sentence. When you meet those signals with equanimity—not good, not bad, simply seen—the experience softens. The body steadies, and the mind’s insistence loosens.

This is the doorway. The first glimpse that you can relate to your experience instead of being ruled by it. It doesn’t require perfection; only curiosity. One moment of awareness at a time.

Writing the book has helped me keep my sanity during this period of transition in my life. It has actually revealed that this is not a transition, it is a moment that needs to be met with gratitude. It is a stretch to go from losing your hearing to gratitude but I am getting there.

I am unsure if I will ever publish the book. I find myself continually revising it, adding new material and taking out old thinking. It is a lot like what I am doing in my head... letting go of old patterns, old perceptions, etc. I will know if it is time to share it or not. For now I am learning and that is what is important. Learning how to begin again, but with new sight.

It is ALL about perspective. The lens we choose to use to see the world. Mine was covered with bugs like a windshield after a summer's drive. Now the car isn't working so I am on foot. Walking on a path with no destination, one step at a time...

Maybe our paths will cross...