My Favourite Sounds

Whenever I need to recharge my battery or whenever I am a bit down and need a breather, I like to sit and meditate on some of my favorite sounds.  They help me lots and I can use them to dust off some of those memories that I continue to carefully preserve in my memory bank.  Memories that I was so fortunate to have been able to capture when I had enough vision to see things and objects around me.  Of course, there are some memories that I sometimes have difficulty capturing through sound; like falling snow and sparkling sunshine.

 

The pitter patter of raindrops on the roof of my house reminds me of such things as:  green leaves loaded with silver drops.  Petals of a flower weighted down with water.  Grass that glistens and dogs with soaked fur scurrying along on the side walk.  Walks in the rain with my friends coming home from classes. 

 

The sound of a strong wind blowing through my window often reminds me of brisk walks in the snow or trees swaying gracefully.  Ice skating outdoors doing my best to avoid falling over those little ones learning to skate or skating on an outdoor rink with Christmas lights of all colors winking back at me.  The sound of a gentle breeze reminds me of swimming in the ocean; lying on my back and looking up at a bright blue sky with fluffy white clouds floating lazily by. Or, walking along a sandy beach allowing my feet to sink into the cool yellow sand while watching the white capped waves roll gently onto the shore.

 

The sound of rushing water enables me to conjure up memories of having been able to see leafy boats racing down the river, the waterfalls with water spraying high into the air, and jumping into a river and swimming around in the fresh cool water.  The sound of cheers reminds me of having been able to see my favorite ice skaters doing their pirouettes on the ice or watching my favorite ice hockey team the Montreal Canadiens skating up the ice in preparation for an attack on their opponent's goal.  The sound of birds reminds me of my beloved Scotty; with a voice as pure as an angel, and pleasant walks through the gardens.  The sound of pots and pans reminds me of cooking delicious meals for friends and family and helping my granny in the kitchen at Christmas time.

 

I can go on and on but I'll stop here for now.  If you would like to know more about how blind persons use sounds to bring back memories or associate them to other things, then you can visit www.nfb.org.

 

I'm Donna J Jodhan wishing you a terrific day and inviting you to go out there and share my blogs with others.