I had an eight-year-old girl ask me once, “Is it boring being blind?” I thought for a minute and said, “No, I have a great imagination.” She said, “My mom says I do to.”

I loved her curiosity and I began thinking more about the question, Why am I not bored? Does it have anything to do with blindness or even having a good imagination? To say, “I’m bored” is actually saying,” I’m not creative nor am I willing to investigate my own mind.

Blindness has made it much easier to be silent which is my nature. I do not have all the distractions sighted people have forced upon them. I could easily create distractions for myself with the radio or television but then the opportunity for introspection would be missed. I do not want my own thoughts to be diluted by the media.

SO, the answer is, No, I am never bored. I allow my blank screen to fill up with shapes, words, songs, poems, mantras, and a multitude of questions to be answered. I confess, not all of my thoughts are profound or even kind. Even so, I enjoy keeping myself occupied. The relationships between my mind, body, spirit,plus how all that intersects with everything else will keep me busy for a lifetime.