In the Beginning
Why. . .why do this. . .why another blog to add to the endless bloat of content flooding our thoughtscape. Why are you, the reader, even reading this. . .instead of all the others?
Were you referred here? Was it linked somewhere? What are you seeking in this? How can I, the writer, know any of this, I cannot, for I have written this before you read it.
So I must release all these worries and do what has been asked of me by so many: authentically share my insights, stories, reflections and medicine making that all occur to me naturally as I go through this journey called life.
I will begin where I am, the past and how I got here will present as we go along. . .
Today I sit in awe of the journey and all that has transpired thus far. What is most present for me as I write this is the good that calls me forward and just how much stronger it is than the bad I see behind me. Love lost, trauma healed, destiny revealed; on and on it goes yet I sense that there is so much more good than bad; if I choose to be strong and see it. To lift myself above my own small worries and personal pains; I see so much light even though I see dark in so many eyes.
These huddled masses I move through yearning for freedom. A freedom that is already within them yet they have been taught to turn away from it. A freedom that is their birthright as sentient life; as an expression of the One in its many forms. You are stardust harvesting star light in a cosmic dance that stretches from eternity to infinity. Yet so many minds have been imprisoned, so many hearts shuttered, so many souls dimmed till they are but a faint glow heard at the tail end of a laugh. . .
My people, the NeuroDivergent, see beyond this each in our own ways. I am not even sure I believe in the idea of ‘NeuroTypical’, I think it is all shades of the rainbow and each one a unique mosaic. . .but masking is the normativity of modernity and we have not freed ourselves fully from its limitations.
Some say I am disabled, others ‘differently abled’, others say I am brilliant or mad, visoiary or dillusional. Perhaps all are true in some way, in some time, in some cases. Yet I reject them all. I am me. Who are you? Does the world welcome you as you are and encourage you to explore your gifts, cultivate your talents and express yourself? I say do so now!
That is what this blog is about. Radical authenticity and deep medecine making. That my vulnerable shares without care or concern will shine bright and remind you of your own inner light; that you might shine bright too!
Enough for now, sleep calls to me and I need rest. . .for this has been a test of my willingness. . .I will do as I have been asked. . .and be of service to you all. Till next time, choose the good.
