It speaks to me in silhouettes and soft whispers, touching my skin, tingling, warm and comfortable. One of my eyes peeks open, curious, hungry. I feel the sensations stirring my energy, swirling and gentle, full…
Create Visions of Your Future Instead of Pictures from the Past
Facing an empty canvas, the white fabric of my future, I wander in its fractals of time. Pulling from the past, pictures I want to paint, With each one slowly encompassing me into its world. Stroke by stroke, I…
See with Fresh Eyes to Polish Your Understanding of Change and Growth
Settling into my beloved spot, I watch him move about the kitchen wiping away the dirt and dust that has made a home in my soul. He cleans the cupboards, which store my memories of childhood, scraping out the…
Knowing My Thinking Defines Me, Not My Autism or Disability, Brings Peace
I am only defined by what I think about at any given time. So often, I forget that I look different and don’t realize I live a different way. It is funny how often I look into the mirror and I am…