Hello Friends:

Quick update on where things are at – the biggest news is that Who Am I, Again? a verbal collage of stories about Traumatic Brain Injury is starting to really get out into the world.  I just got back from a storytelling tour of my home region, and I had one of the most powerful storytelling experiences of my life.  Who Am I, Again? is a performance piece that involves stories about my experience with Brain Injury, and while I was in Pennsylvania, I had the privilege of performing for many people who were a part of my recovery process.  Thank you to everyone who was a part of that performance.

As part of my work with Who Am I, Again?, I have also been introduced to several poets who have also suffered brain injury, and so I am going to begin posting some of their poetry on this site.  I have come to recognize the importance of expression through poetry as part of the recovery process.  My hope is that I can assemble a book of poetry written by TBI survivors, but that plan is just in the beginning stages of brewing.

This is the first of those pieces:

Why did I fall?
by: Scott Crawford

Why did I fall down the stairs that night?

Why did I never see heaven or a light?

Why did this have to happen at all to me?

Why could’nt fate lust leave me be?

After all the treatment and rehab and stuff

Why do I fell lucky and happy and tough?

How have I found peace in this hell of a mess?

Why do I fell lighter and suffer less stress?

I think I fell from more than the stairs that night.

I think I fell from blindness and now have sight.

I worry not about the stuff I left behind.

I worry not because I can be good and kind.

So despite of all the agony and pain I feel.

I savour every moment, for my life is real.

I long to find a friend that really understands.

I’d love to stop and talk a while, but I have plans…