tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-755812716904187545.post5968206508533473699..comments2023-04-06T04:43:41.670-07:00Comments on VANDERVISION: BoxesKimberly Vanderhorsthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01653757517652257445noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-755812716904187545.post-38044739653071933952014-02-24T21:13:54.098-08:002014-02-24T21:13:54.098-08:00Boxes are so good for hiding things away that we d...Boxes are so good for hiding things away that we don't want to deal with, that we'll look at later. The toughest part of changing my thinking is breaking out of the box I feel others have put me in. I can say I don't need to care about what other people think to be my true self, but acting on that means I have to break out of my own box and stand there naked. Very uncomfortable, yet the longer I stand there the more glimpses of freedom I get.Rebecca Blevinshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09378726097105313400noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-755812716904187545.post-88514905651696492842014-02-24T16:33:56.525-08:002014-02-24T16:33:56.525-08:00Awesome, Kim!
My son baffled a lot of teachers an...Awesome, Kim! <br />My son baffled a lot of teachers and leaders, until I was able to hand them a box that said "high functioning autism." They sighed with relief, pulled him out of boxes marked "lazy," "weird," "bad," and put him in the autism box, thinking that meant they understood something about him. Which they kinda did--not lazy, not weird, not bad is a fine place to start. No one WANTED him in those other boxes...but he still required a "not like us" box. It's probably one of those useful telestial survival mechanisms--I've known someone with characteristics like yours before, so I don't have to start from scratch trying to understand you when you're not helping out much, here. <br /><br />But I've spent a fair bit of time wondering what the world would be like if there was just one big box marked "people." Or better yet, "children of God."Lee Ann Setzerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17498357975662411720noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-755812716904187545.post-51463934394237428342014-02-24T16:32:55.647-08:002014-02-24T16:32:55.647-08:00Awesome, Kim!
My son baffled a lot of teachers an...Awesome, Kim! <br />My son baffled a lot of teachers and leaders, until I was able to hand them a box that said "high functioning autism." They sighed with relief, pulled him out of boxes marked "lazy," "weird," "bad," and put him in the autism box, thinking that meant they understood something about him. Which they kinda did--not lazy, not weird, not bad is a fine place to start. No one WANTED him in those other boxes...but he still required a "not like us" box. It's probably one of those useful telestial survival mechanisms--I've known someone with characteristics like yours before, so I don't have to start from scratch trying to understand you when you're not helping out much, here. <br /><br />But I've spent a fair bit of time wondering what the world would be like if there was just one big box marked "people." Or better yet, "children of God."Lee Ann Setzerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17498357975662411720noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-755812716904187545.post-10526437591362095352014-02-24T16:01:49.350-08:002014-02-24T16:01:49.350-08:00I hate boxes. Honestly I do. They hide things -- I...I hate boxes. Honestly I do. They hide things -- I mean, look at when you're packing for a trip and you put something in SOME box, but you just can't find it. It's even worse with people. You put them in a box, a label, and all the sudden you've eliminated half the things they actually ARE. Ahhhh! I really don't like them. I'm sure I still use them to some extent (because some things are really hard to avoid like, "Oh, you go into my "you're a girl" box" and you go into my "You're my mother" box... but I like to try to have them be tiny boxes that stack... I really love this post. :) And your last line is nice.Sarahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01641681857491842399noreply@blogger.com