On December 28, 1995,
Jean-Dominique Bauby woke from a stroke-induced coma, mentally aware of his
surroundings but physically paralyzed with locked-in syndrome. He wrote The
Diving Bell and the Butterfly by blinking his left eyelid as code, letter
by letter.
I receive remarkable letters. They are opened for me, unfolded, and spread
out before my eyes in a daily ritual that gives the arrival of the mail the
character of a hushed and holy ceremony.
I carefully read each letter myself.
Some of them are serious in tone, discussing the meaning of life, invoking
the supremacy of the soul, the mystery of every existence. And by a curious reversal, the people who
focus most closely on these fundamental questions tend to be people I had known
only superficially. Their small talk has
hidden depths. Had I been blind and
deaf, or does it take the harsh light of disaster to show a person’s true
nature?
Other letters simply relate the small
events that punctuate the passage of time:
roses picked at dusk, the laziness of a rainy Sunday, a child crying
himself to sleep. Capturing the moment, these
small slices of life, these small gusts of happiness, move me more deeply than
all the rest. A couple of lines or eight
pages, a Middle Eastern stamp or a suburban postmark… I hoard all these letters
like treasure. One day I hope to fasten
them end to end in a half-mile streamer, to float in the wind like a banner
raised to the glory of friendship.
--Jean-Dominique
Bauby,
The Diving Bell and the Butterfly
In 2007, Bauby’s
memoir was made into a film by Julian Schnabel and starring Mathieu Amalric.
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