I was crying. Happy tears. Happy tears, mixed with sadness, and an intense desire for the world to see the possibilities beyond the problems associated with an autism diagnosis.
The mother on the podcast was talking about how her autistic son was “mispronouncing” something. When she said to her son – ‘Ok, I can say it that way,’ her son relaxed, and said, ‘Now I know you are willing to have my back Mum’ For the first time, he was being accepted for being different and perceiving the world differently.
He was not wrong or less than. Just different.
It reminded me of so many times when my own son would just go quiet or go to his room. He was trying to get me to see beyond my conclusions and fixed ways of looking at the world, my desire to get things right, even though I mainly felt intensely wrong. He was trying to show me how limited and unintelligent that was.
For so many years, I blinded myself to what he was showing...
As I sat in my hotel this morning having breakfast - listening to a family of 2 parents and 3 children, truly honouring and receiving each other - I contemplated just how many people don’t know they are actually missing being taught how to connect with themselves and engage with others in a loving, honouring way.
95% of us have had insufficient parenting, lacking the education and nurturance required for us to make conscious choices to create living as the pleasure it could be.
We come into this world as chaos: play, joy, curiosity, creativity and magic! We require to be taught what order is, and when to use it. But parents are mostly programmed to strictly control us into SO MUCH order that it is impossible not to lose who we actually are.
We are taught that our parents are in charge of us and that we should be obedient and conform to fit in with what is right and wrong, good and bad. That we should live in the image that they see fit.
Don’t lie, or be...