Light House by James Taylor & “A Lighthouse is what I Hope to Be” by Paulette Le Pore Motzko

I am so surprised I have never heard this beautiful song by James Taylor and that it wasn’t played more when it came out years ago, and isn’t played more now. 
His music got me through high school and it’s still getting me by. Between his melodic harmonies,  beautiful guitar playing, and wisdom filled words…he’s still got it and illustrates how you can get better as you get older

Like James Taylor’s beautiful song,

 I  want to be a lighthouse that shine’s a ray of hopeful light out for all to see…

I want it lead the way to safety and more positive and hopeful paths for others.

I have treaded tragic paths so gruesome it would shock most people and I don’t think the average person could have lived and survived through it. I know they wouldn’t have.

Fortunately I wasn’t made average though, and I am always adapting each day, doing the best with what parameters I am given.

I have lived through a literal hell of health problems, striving for better times while making most of the least, while becoming more.

 I had to become strong, industrious and good at research to find the answers to my medical dilemmas and to get answers on how to find my cure to intractable catamenial epilepsy. There is no cure, but with the right medicine, doctor, diet, sleep and winning attitude, I am doing very well. After all, when you have everything to gain from finding the answers, you look harder and relentlessly. 

 When you do find life changing answers to help yourself, you can also help others with it as well and possibly even make history….which gives me great joy at the mere thought. 

In spite of all the hell and lack of friends throughout my life, who I thought had integrity but found friends who are not genuine when they discover you are “different” from them and don’t like you unconditionally as I do with others.

 I always focused on what my abilities were and all the positive aspects of my life. Being dealt a disability-epilepsy at nine years old; that is all I have known. My best and first friend was blind like Helen Keller, and she was genuine and thoroughly as accepting of me as I was her. I learned qualities like compassion and empathy early though, unlike most kids. 

Those earliest memories helped form my character who us one who sees the beauty in all people.

I continually tried to push to the limits, erasing the word DIS and maximizing the word ABILTIES.

I hope and pray one day my disability will simply fade away like a ship in the bleak of night, passing the lighthouse on by, letting my light shine as it was always supposed to.

I hope one day my light will shine so brilliantly, like an aurora borealis crystal, sparking so bright that people forget and simply don’t care that I was “disabled” at all….but know my special talents far way anything else. 
Written by Paulette Le Pore Motzko,

Images from Zedge

Compiled by Paulette Motzko

Copyright June 23rd, 2017

12:23 midnight

Updated 7:03 a.m.