My father, locked in his body but soaring free
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0:01 - 0:06I know a man who soars above the city every night.
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0:06 - 0:09In his dreams, he twirls and swirls
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0:09 - 0:12with his toes kissing the Earth.
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0:12 - 0:15Everything has motion, he claims,
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0:15 - 0:20even a body as paralyzed as his own.
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0:20 - 0:25This man is my father.
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0:25 - 0:27Three years ago, when I found out
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0:27 - 0:29that my father had suffered a severe stroke
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0:29 - 0:31in his brain stem,
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0:31 - 0:35I walked into his room in the ICU
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0:35 - 0:38at the Montreal Neurological Institute
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0:38 - 0:41and found him lying deathly still,
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0:41 - 0:43tethered to a breathing machine.
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0:43 - 0:48Paralysis had closed over his body slowly,
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0:48 - 0:50beginning in his toes, then legs,
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0:50 - 0:52torso, fingers and arms.
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0:52 - 0:55It made its way up his neck,
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0:55 - 0:57cutting off his ability to breathe,
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0:57 - 1:01and stopped just beneath the eyes.
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1:01 - 1:04He never lost consciousness.
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1:04 - 1:06Rather, he watched from within
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1:06 - 1:08as his body shut down,
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1:08 - 1:11limb by limb,
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1:11 - 1:14muscle by muscle.
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1:14 - 1:18In that ICU room, I walked up to my father's body,
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1:18 - 1:22and with a quivering voice and through tears,
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1:22 - 1:25I began reciting the alphabet.
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1:25 - 1:31A, B, C, D, E, F, G,
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1:31 - 1:35H, I, J, K.
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1:35 - 1:38At K, he blinked his eyes.
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1:38 - 1:40I began again.
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1:40 - 1:45A, B, C, D, E, F, G,
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1:45 - 1:47H, I.
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1:47 - 1:50He blinked again at the letter I,
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1:50 - 1:54then at T, then at R, and A:
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1:54 - 1:56Kitra.
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1:56 - 2:00He said "Kitra, my beauty, don't cry.
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2:00 - 2:04This is a blessing."
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2:04 - 2:07There was no audible voice, but my father
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2:07 - 2:10called out my name powerfully.
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2:10 - 2:13Just 72 hours after his stroke,
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2:13 - 2:15he had already embraced
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2:15 - 2:18the totality of his condition.
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2:18 - 2:21Despite his extreme physical state,
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2:21 - 2:24he was completely present with me,
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2:24 - 2:26guiding, nurturing,
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2:26 - 2:29and being my father as much
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2:29 - 2:32if not more than ever before.
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2:32 - 2:33Locked-in syndrome
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2:33 - 2:37is many people's worst nightmare.
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2:37 - 2:39In French, it's sometimes called
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2:39 - 2:41"maladie de l'emmuré vivant."
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2:41 - 2:47Literally, "walled-in-alive disease."
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2:47 - 2:48For many people, perhaps most,
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2:48 - 2:52paralysis is an unspeakable horror,
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2:52 - 2:54but my father's experience
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2:54 - 2:57losing every system of his body
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2:57 - 3:00was not an experience of feeling trapped,
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3:00 - 3:04but rather of turning the psyche inwards,
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3:04 - 3:07dimming down the external chatter,
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3:07 - 3:10facing the recesses of his own mind,
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3:10 - 3:12and in that place,
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3:12 - 3:16falling in love with life and body anew.
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3:16 - 3:19As a rabbi and spiritual man
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3:19 - 3:23dangling between mind and body, life and death,
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3:23 - 3:28the paralysis opened up a new awareness for him.
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3:28 - 3:30He realized he no longer needed to look
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3:30 - 3:33beyond the corporeal world
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3:33 - 3:36in order to find the divine.
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3:36 - 3:40"Paradise is in this body.
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3:40 - 3:44It's in this world," he said.
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3:44 - 3:48I slept by my father's side for the first four months,
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3:48 - 3:50tending as much as I could
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3:50 - 3:53to his every discomfort,
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3:53 - 3:56understanding the deep
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3:56 - 4:00of not being able to call out for help.
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4:00 - 4:03My mother, sisters, brother and I,
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4:03 - 4:08we surrounded him in a cocoon of healing.
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4:08 - 4:10We became his mouthpiece,
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4:10 - 4:14spending hours each day reciting the alphabet
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4:14 - 4:16as he whispered back sermons
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4:16 - 4:20and poetry with blinks of his eye.
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4:20 - 4:25His room, it became our temple of healing.
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4:25 - 4:28His bedside became a site for those
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4:28 - 4:32seeking advice and spiritual counsel, and through us,
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4:32 - 4:34my father was able to speak
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4:34 - 4:37and uplift,
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4:37 - 4:39letter by letter,
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4:39 - 4:41blink by blink.
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4:41 - 4:45Everything in our world became slow and tender
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4:45 - 4:48as the din, drama and death of the hospital ward
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4:48 - 4:52faded into the background.
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4:52 - 4:54I want to read to you one of the first things
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4:54 - 4:58that we transcribed in the week following the stroke.
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4:58 - 5:01He composed a letter,
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5:01 - 5:03addressing his synagogue congregation,
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5:03 - 5:07and ended it with the following lines:
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5:07 - 5:09"When my nape exploded,
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5:09 - 5:12I entered another dimension:
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5:12 - 5:17inchoate, sub-planetary, protozoan.
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5:17 - 5:21Universes are opened and closed continually.
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5:21 - 5:23There are many when low,
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5:23 - 5:25who stop growing.
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5:25 - 5:28Last week, I was brought so low,
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5:28 - 5:31but I felt the hand of my father around me,
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5:31 - 5:34and my father brought me back."
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5:34 - 5:37When we weren't his voice,
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5:37 - 5:40we were his legs and arms.
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5:40 - 5:43I moved them like I know I would have wanted
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5:43 - 5:45my own arms and legs to be moved
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5:45 - 5:49were they still for all the hours of the day.
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5:49 - 5:53I remember I'd hold his fingers near my face,
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5:53 - 5:57bending each joint to keep it soft and limber.
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5:57 - 6:00I'd ask him again and again
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6:00 - 6:02to visualize the motion,
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6:02 - 6:06to watch from within as the finger curled
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6:06 - 6:10and extended, and to move along with it
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6:10 - 6:13in his mind.
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6:13 - 6:15Then, one day, from the corner of my eye,
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6:15 - 6:18I saw his body slither like a snake,
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6:18 - 6:22an involuntary spasm passing through the course
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6:22 - 6:24of his limbs.
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6:24 - 6:26At first, I thought it was my own hallucination,
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6:26 - 6:30having spent so much time tending to this one body,
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6:30 - 6:34so desperate to see anything react on its own.
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6:34 - 6:37But he told me he felt tingles,
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6:37 - 6:41sparks of electricity flickering on and off
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6:41 - 6:44just beneath the surface of the skin.
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6:44 - 6:48The following week, he began ever so slightly
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6:48 - 6:50to show muscle resistance.
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6:50 - 6:53Connections were being made.
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6:53 - 6:58Body was slowly and gently reawakening,
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6:58 - 7:02limb by limb, muscle by muscle,
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7:02 - 7:05twitch by twitch.
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7:05 - 7:07As a documentary photographer,
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7:07 - 7:09I felt the need to photograph
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7:09 - 7:11each of his first movements
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7:11 - 7:14like a mother with her newborn.
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7:14 - 7:18I photographed him taking his first unaided breath,
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7:18 - 7:21the celebratory moment after he showed
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7:21 - 7:25muscle resistance for the very first time,
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7:25 - 7:28the new adapted technologies that allowed him
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7:28 - 7:32to gain more and more independence.
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7:32 - 7:34I photographed the care and the love
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7:34 - 7:36that surrounded him.
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7:45 - 7:48But my photographs only told the outside story
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7:48 - 7:52of a man lying in a hospital bed
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7:52 - 7:53attached to a breathing machine.
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7:53 - 7:57I wasn't able to portray his story from within,
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7:57 - 8:00and so I began to search for a new visual language,
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8:00 - 8:04one which strived to express the ephemeral quality
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8:04 - 8:07of his spiritual experience.
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8:26 - 8:28Finally, I want to share with you
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8:28 - 8:32a video from a series that I've been working on
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8:32 - 8:35that tries to express the slow, in-between existence
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8:35 - 8:38that my father has experienced.
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8:38 - 8:41As he began to regain his ability to breathe,
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8:41 - 8:44I started recording his thoughts,
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8:44 - 8:46and so the voice that you hear in this video
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8:46 - 8:48is his voice.
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8:48 - 8:51(Video) Ronnie Cahana: You have to believe
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8:51 - 8:54you're paralyzed
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8:54 - 8:57to play the part
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8:57 - 9:02of a quadriplegic.
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9:02 - 9:04I don't.
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9:04 - 9:07In my mind,
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9:07 - 9:09and in my dreams
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9:09 - 9:12every night
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9:12 - 9:17I Chagall-man float
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9:17 - 9:20over the city
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9:20 - 9:24twirl and swirl
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9:24 - 9:31with my toes kissing the floor.
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9:31 - 9:38I know nothing about the statement
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9:38 - 9:44of man without motion.
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9:44 - 9:48Everything has motion.
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9:48 - 9:51The heart pumps.
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9:51 - 9:55The body heaves.
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9:55 - 10:00The mouth moves.
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10:00 - 10:04We never stagnate.
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10:04 - 10:11Life triumphs up and down.
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10:11 - 10:13Kitra Cahana: For most of us,
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10:13 - 10:16our muscles begin to twitch and move
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10:16 - 10:18long before we are conscious,
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10:18 - 10:21but my father tells me his privilege
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10:21 - 10:23is living on the far periphery
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10:23 - 10:26of the human experience.
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10:26 - 10:29Like an astronaut who sees a perspective
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10:29 - 10:32that very few of us will ever get to share,
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10:32 - 10:35he wonders and watches as he takes
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10:35 - 10:37his first breaths
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10:37 - 10:41and dreams about crawling back home.
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10:41 - 10:45So begins life at 57, he says.
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10:45 - 10:49A toddler has no attitude in its being,
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10:49 - 10:54but a man insists on his world every day.
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10:54 - 10:58Few of us will ever have to face physical limitations
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10:58 - 11:01to the degree that my father has,
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11:01 - 11:04but we will all have moments of paralysis
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11:04 - 11:06in our lives.
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11:06 - 11:10I know I frequently confront walls
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11:10 - 11:13that feel completely unscalable,
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11:13 - 11:15but my father insists
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11:15 - 11:18that there are no dead ends.
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11:18 - 11:23Instead, he invites me into his space of co-healing
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11:23 - 11:27to give the very best of myself, and for him
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11:27 - 11:30to give the very best of himself to me.
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11:30 - 11:33Paralysis was an opening for him.
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11:33 - 11:36It was an opportunity to emerge,
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11:36 - 11:38to rekindle life force,
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11:38 - 11:40to sit still long enough with himself
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11:40 - 11:43so as to fall in love with the full continuum
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11:43 - 11:45of creation.
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11:45 - 11:49Today, my father is no longer locked in.
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11:49 - 11:53He moves his neck with ease,
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11:53 - 11:55has had his feeding peg removed,
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11:55 - 11:58breathes with his own lungs,
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11:58 - 12:02speaks slowly with his own quiet voice,
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12:02 - 12:04and works every day
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12:04 - 12:09to gain more movement in his paralyzed body.
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12:09 - 12:11But the work will never be finished.
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12:11 - 12:16As he says, "I'm living in a broken world,
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12:16 - 12:19and there is holy work to do."
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12:19 - 12:21Thank you.
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12:21 - 12:25(Applause)
- Title:
- My father, locked in his body but soaring free
- Speaker:
- Kitra Cahana
- Description:
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In 2011 Ronnie Cahana suffered a severe stroke that left him with locked-in syndrome: completely paralyzed except for his eyes. While this might shatter a normal person’s mental state, Cahana found peace in “dimming down the external chatter,” and “fell in love with life and body anew.” In a somber, emotional talk, his daughter Kitra shares how she documented her father's spiritual experience, as he helped guide others even in a state of seeming helplessness.
- Video Language:
- English
- Team:
- closed TED
- Project:
- TEDTalks
- Duration:
- 12:38
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