I’m sitting out on the balcony, really loving the breeze and the trees and the birds and I’ve been thinking about going home in four days.
How much I miss my little girls and my husband and my home.
This is the first time since I was eighteen years old that I’ve been able to get...
This would have been 1979/80.
Mum bouncing me on her knee, you'll notice a familiar expression for many autistic bubbies on my face.
We're taking in so much information all of the time, all that sensory goodness and badness, along with voices, faces, all of it.
It's a lot and can leave us feeling...
April. Is. Hard.
(The following is expressed with gentleness and respect from an autistic person, and from one parent to another).
Part of my identity in this lifetime is that I’m a Mum.
I’m a mother of four daughters.
I’m not an ‘autism mom’ and my childrens’...
Good morning.
I’m sitting out on the balcony, really loving the breeze and the trees and the birds and I’ve been thinking about going home in four days.
How much I miss my little girls and my husband and my home.
This is the first time since I was eighteen years old that I’ve...
Scrolling, reading, listening
Looking for loving energy
Kindness, gentleness, empathy and compassion
I am more present now, than ever
More aware of what energy I cultivate and put out into the universe right now
I’m looking for you, who like me is nervous but hopeful
I once spoke about the...
Do you know how often families come to sit in consultation with me, with the intention of understanding their childrens' behaviour?
The number one focus is usually on our children, on how we can help them.
Guess what?
The consultations seldom end that way.
This isn't about our children.
This is...
My eldest daughter
My first child
She bore the brunt of my raw and heavy trauma
Reflected back to me
All the parts
Like a mirror
I was inaccessible
Locked away inside
Angry
Threatened
I didn't know what I know now
Most of it I know because of her
Our relationship was disconnected
For a really...
Dearest NeuroDivergent kin,
My kin who hoard
My kin who are tactile defensive
Touch aversive
My kin who self isolate
My kin who home educate
Never has there been a time
Where we know
More than ever
That our ways
Our autistic culture
Will serve us
And others
We are organically
Built for this
Let...
It is a wild offence
To stand upon the same ground
As our autistic ancestors
Who went unidentified
Dismissed, misunderstood
Invalidated and gaslit
And to not stand proud
In our identity and culture
With positive autistic identity
It is an outrageous insult
To be provided a time and place
Of...
I used to regularly go through periods in my life
Where I could feel myself unravelling
This could obviously only mean that
I spent the rest of the time tightly wound
Always hypervigilant about my behaviour
The way my face looked, my expressions
The way I moved my body
The tone, pitch and...
I prioritise autistic voices.
I listen to and respect the lived experience of our community.
BUT I don't have to bully, shame and harass non autistic professionals and families in order to advocate or to be respected by my community.
If we spent as much time supporting our kin and their families...
Joy
Morning joy
I’m always up before the birds and the sun
Always been a morning person
Partly due to a strategy developed in my early twenties
To hit the deck as soon as my eyes opened
In order to avoid falling into the depressive abyss
I often lived inside of
Struggling...
