One very big issue in life is my dyslexia. I think this is what gives me a feel for astrology. After all, my nickname in high school was spacehead.
Having an attitude, and disrespect for linear thinking impositions that feel like others have forced me to comprehend, I have been finding out that I am not alone. I really relate to “the brick in the wall” portrayal that Pink Floyd sings about. It has shown me there are many others out there like me.
While writing about this “disability,” and how it has shaped my life, I came across a WordPress Web Site called “Right Brain Therapy.” That’s what dyslexia is about. It’s about brain lobes, and how you generate thoughts from either a linear type thinking, or spatial comprehension. Dyslexia is focused in the right brain.
When I serendipitously came across this site, it felt like a homecoming.
Comments here often sound radical, but other sources also imply the opinion that possibly 80% of us are right brained, and have been labeled ADD, and altogether seem to feel grossly misunderstood.
I have read more moderate speculation from educators, that a possible 40% of the population is dyslexic. As for one, I would like to meet more people like myself who can speak my intuitive language, instead of me always having to take the leap to someone else’s mindset.
In any event, has the education system chosen a minority to direct their teaching toward? Have we right brained thinkers been ostracized for a reason? When feeling left out, your mind starts to imagine a lot of scenarios.
Don’t get me wrong. All has been compensated for, or mostly, anyway. I often miss a comma in the right place, or I put it in the wrong place, but the learning “disability” has been mostly compensated for.
Within a social context, my native, right brain intuition tells me when I’m being lied to. I’m alerted to dangerous situations immediately. I know instantly whether I like someone or not. People often tell me they feel like I am looking right through them. In this way, I feel gifted to have the “disability” of dyslexia.
At this point, I’m also wondering how I know whom I like by only having communicated on the Internet. Somehow, I know, and these favorite people have proven to be great friends.
An example of an intuitive kind of communication happened one day when I was in Germany walking on a country road with my friend, Alf (short for Alfred.) He could only speak German, and all I knew was English. But using our native dialect, we were able to have really good conversations.
I don’t mean superficial talk, but real, in depth conversations about deep subjects. It was obvious in other ways that that comprehension was there – but how? Each of us said our parts, and neither asked for a clarification. We just somehow knew.
At that, I knew we were using intuition to communicate. When people operate strictly from the left-brain, the channels that permit intuitive thinking usually aren’t in the picture.
Who are we? What’s in the mix for us? Will dyslexics become valued in the future for creative problem solving?
There is one thing I know for sure. Now that I’ve gotten over the trauma, and see that the attitude about dyslexia is changing, I’m finally becoming happier with the person I was born to be.