Saturday, June 6, 2009

Talking With My Hands.....

I've talked with my hands for as long as I can remember. Not sign language but verbose gestures emphasizing my point. My parents sometimes made me sit on my hands as I told them some exciting story about my school day. It was hard to do.

My childhood was filled with family games of Charades and school plays. I later was scholar shipped and attended The National Conservatory of the Dramatic Arts in San Diego, California. I'm sure these experiences only encouraged me to physically enhance my speech.

I recently stumbled across this tid bit:

According to a new study, talking with our hand is actually beneficial. This makes thinking easier. A research conducted by the University of Chicago revealed that people who moved their hands more frequently while talking have higher retentive memory compared with those who kept their hands still.

Researchers at the University of Chicago explained that gesturing while speaking seems to make speech less of an effort which may leave more mental resources available for memory.

Now, you can tell yourself its ok to use your hands. It’s one way of improving your memory.

Last night I was having dinner with friends (thank you Olive Garden) and became aware that I was gesturing only with my left hand and my right hand was just sort of dancing beneath the table. I looked at it with a sense of bemused embarrassment (a term I stole from L.Q.).

One of the more common symptoms of my illness is loss of speech. It's ironic that even though I have not yet lost vocal abilities I have, in a sense, begun to to lose MY method of communicating.



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  2. Not really stolen, C. I'm not a natural English speaker, and it flatters me to see you're using an expression I wrote in one of my stories. You even asked, so no worries. My pleasure to lend you some of my written words.

    Your nonverbal language and the fact that you started using it so early, is amazing. I bet it was enriching. There's an interesting book about this, written by Flora Davis. I'm sure your personal gesture langauge was of help when you studied at the National Conservatory in San Diego.

    Maybe not everybody can understand your method of communicating. What I can say is that your written speech is perfect. :)

  3. Your description of yourself says you are dying. Technically yes. However, you have an awful lot of living to do first. My mother also has CBGD. she has had it since 2003 and it sucks. However, CBGD forces you to get your priorities straight. You spend your time more judiciously, knowing every time could be your last. Your last Spring, last boat ride, last barbeque. And you learn to enjoy your family more. Then you learn that you can see humor in your situation. So my mom if she could still speak would tell you to live, don't just die. Cope with it as it comes and live your life.

  4. Here's a different slant on things that I know will sound very abstract, but check it out. Either nonexistence exists or it doesn't. If it exists, then it's not non-existent. If nonexistence doesn't exist, then there is no nonexistence. Humans create conceptual labels and see everything dualistically, think everything exists separately, but everything exists relationally and there is no true separation. Beginnings and endings can only be known relative to each other. Neither exists inherently. Everything is a web of interrelatedness. There is no true place to fall.

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