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 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...
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...
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...
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
I didn't know...
Dearest NeuroDivergent kin,
My kin who hoard
My kin who are tactile defensive
My kin who self isolate
My kin who home educate
Never has there been a time
Where we know
More than ever...
It is a wild offence
To stand upon the same ground
As our autistic ancestors
Who went unidentified
Invalidated and gaslit
And to not stand proud
In our identity and culture...
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...
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...
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...
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