Since my diagnosis of Irlen Syndrome (extreme light sensitivity) I have not always been able to find those ‘just right’ glasses to wear. Sometimes colours still bother me and sometimes my slight lack of binocular vision bothers me. And in the dimmer light of autumn and winter it seems harder in some ways than in the bright light of spring and summer. It seems the less my glasses have to correct the less well they work!
So today I thought I would try my old prescription glasses that have a prism in the right eye to correct alignment. I had worn then for about 10 minutes the other day and they had corrected everything . . .for 10 minutes! I put them on this morning in a slightly dimmer light than last time and everything looked crisp but I didn’t feel right. It was like watching high definition television which I always refuse to watch! It was as if there was no softness. Although things were more in line they had less relationship with each other. There were no dots to join up. They had all been joined up for me.
I took off my prescription glasses and saw the softness again. I wonder if my eyes like having to make sense of the world on a daily basis. it keeps them alive and wondering. I take nothing for granted. And on days when the light is perfect for me (looking through or not looking through my Irlen lenses) I see it clearly in all its beauty, and the softness I see wraps around me like a big snuggly blanket.
When we see the world softly it is amazing what we see.
When we hear the world softly it is amazing what we hear
When we feel the world softly is it incredible what we feel!