Vistabona

This article is written by me, Joaquim Rodríguez Balart.

It was a spring day of 2008 when I learnt to improve my vision. I woke up slowly, with my eyes closed and I feel the day; today is cloudy and it rains a little. I hear a bird singing. Is means that the rain is stopping, I don´t want to open my eyes because I remember the last dream image and it was that we were a group of people and between us there were three people playing a Jazz-Pop melody with musical instruments. The person in front of me played a clarinet as big as his body (I´m not going to do Freudian interpretations); well, my conclusion is that I´m not able to play with the musicians because I will not do it well.  I have no confidence in myself.

Once I solve the riddle of my dream, I use the heat of my harms to make a “palming” (It is to cover the eyes with the palm of my hands with no tension but giving them total darkness. You have to cross fingers of both hands until you see no light). This is one of the best moments of the day because eyes have been all the night without any cover and in contrast to other organs of the body, eyes don´t stop at night; it means they are cold and tired. After this, I do a cat stretch and finally I open my eyes. Because I have a glass house and I´m living in the middle of a forest, I see all green and today, above all, I feel the sharpness on the horizon. I can feel, too, how the body of my girlfriend, in the morning, nourishes me more than bread. Once covered   the contact dose I pass to the following phase, get out of bed.

I´m not going to write with all details how the breakfast is, I only say how many flavours are mixed in my mouth: garlic, rice cakes and tahín with mate, delicious. In addition, I have my meal in the garden while the sun is rising.

Then, calmly, I get to do sunning (it is a mixture looking towards the sun with eyes closed and palming. First of all you look at the sun with eyes closed, let the light comes between the sides and in five minutes, more or less, you turn around living the sun behind you and you make a palming paying attention to sounds and sensations. In five minutes more or les, you loose your hands slowly and let yourself feel colours which appears until the colour stay stable.  Loose your hands and open your eyes). “What a sunning”!. This is the line of breakfast, a mixture of delicious sensations.

After a raining and wet winter, the sun I receive today is like a pure fusion of lovers. The truth is that when I was a child, I lived my childhood in a wet house and I´ve tried always to compensate that sensation with the sun, and that´s why we have this relationship of lovers. The sensation I have with sunning is like the lover who gives and receives totally. After, when I turn and I make the palming, in the darkness, I listen to the sound of the wind and birds; to sensations of colours although it is dark. To the heat which comes behind my head. I am going inside myself. While I looked at the sun it was me, from out.

Now I´m ready to the next phase, it is visual games. These games are related to presbyopia (right now I´m at the end of the improvement of presbyopia and I see very clearly). I do these games with a few cards, and I make the eyes converge and diverge. The game is to discover new things; this is the way I have of fun and learn.  In addition, as I have farsightedness and astigmatism, I can apply to these games Bates rules which are: movement, relax and focus in addition to memory and imagination. I think it is very important pay attention to both simple and complicated games. From all parts you can have benefits.

Already finished the games, I stop paying attention to myself and I go out. Then I see my niece Flor riding a bike; she has grown up a lot since the last time I saw her and she is as pretty as ever “she is eleven years old”. I propose her to play with the freesbeck (it is like a flying saucer; surely, what my eyes missed to enjoy the day).

But as always in every dream you wake up, and this time I wake up with my girlfriend´s voice saying: “we eat macaroni with your sister Elena at home”. I say goodbye to my niece, I change my clothes and take the car. I have no presbyopia, nor farsightedness, nor astigmatism. Only macaroni in my head that, certainly, she cooks very well. But as always in life when it appears a bit of anxiety because you´re not at present, life puts its own trials. And in the middle of the road I meet another brother, Ramon; he is eating a tangerine on a stone bench: “it seems that the earth is full of brothers”. I stop and he tells me his dream: he was abducted by a U.F. It seems interesting his dream, but noodles are cooling. I understand the message and I continue the way to the macaroni.

Luckily macaroni are hot and the rest of the day flew. The only thing I remind is that I arrive at home and I wear my reticular glasses to watch a movie and I go to bed. “Good night”.

 This exercise can be done by anybody, anyday. It is good to work with visual memory through the details.