I wrote this poem during my college years, while taking a walk with a man who tutored me. It was like a brother/sister relationship. Little by little, I trusted him more and more. He was brilliant and somehow knew exactly…
I wrote this poem during my college years, while taking a walk with a man who tutored me. It was like a brother/sister relationship. Little by little, I trusted him more and more. He was brilliant and somehow knew exactly…
I wrote this poem sometime between 1983 and 1985. I had taken a walk on a cloudy afternoon. It was one of those liminal days when the moon hangs in the sky like a reminder of the mysteries of life.…
Years ago, I met a man. We were perfect, or so I thought, but then he ghosted on me. Disappeared from my life. What went wrong? Was it because of my disabilities? I will never know. Has this happened to…
Ken Masson, the founder of the Post-Polio Advocacy Group in Rotary International, asked me to interview about my life story. Issues such as growing up with disabilities and then being labeled as borderline mentally retarded as an adult, and making…
I am proud to announce that my poetry collection, Reflections of My Heart, has been published on Amazon. You can get it here. PREFACE These poems are a collection of my thoughts and feelings. In them, I share some ideas…
In this blog post, I will take you on a vivid journey to a time past. It’s about one of our most important holidays where everyone gathers together to celebrate. It’s about the warmth of family and community. This story…
Today, the roads through life are much more open than when I grew up. But that does not mean living with disabilities is easy. Barriers remain. Prejudices remain. Please stand with me and stay with me. I promise you a…
This is a short letter to you, dear reader. I hope it inspires you to pursue your dreams and make them come true. Stay tuned for next week, when I thank some of the real life people who played the…
In these concluding reflections, my younger self recalls the generous, skillful mentors who nourished her as she grew from a little girl with a brace on one leg and a learning disability into a young woman who not only danced…
This is the last scene before we reach the final chapter of The Healing Horse. Young Karen now has students and a studio of her own, and she hasn’t even graduated from high school! Enjoy! (And that is Al Gilbert’s…