autistic music

Hello, do you know about autistic music?  I’ve only begun to dip my toe into the water of this music topic.  The only autistic band I know of is this: Astereotypie. A friend on a music facebook group linked to an Astereotypie song.  I watched the video and was blown away.  It was one of… Continue reading autistic music

diagnosis

I had a friend who was struggling with his needs and differences, so he was seeking diagnosis.  He’d been homeless for a while, and getting on disability seemed a great idea for a source of income.  Diagnosis would be part of that. Maybe he had autism–maybe he had something else.  Psychiatrists and other doctors had… Continue reading diagnosis

Thunder Junction All Abilities Park

  My supportive spouse Ming and I visited Thunder Junction All Abilities Park in St George, Utah.  I was unprepared for how much fun I would have there and how much food for thought I would eat.  Yum yum! I loved the egg shells to rest in.  Ming went in an egg shell and let… Continue reading Thunder Junction All Abilities Park

disabled comedy

all bodies are valid bodies

Hello!  I watched this stand up comedy by Josh Blue, a person who has cerebral palsy.  I liked the jokes about disability best.  And the jokes about homelessness.  Seems important to laugh about these serious concepts, to transform shame and silence into joyful insight. I had a good friend when I was young who has… Continue reading disabled comedy

example

spouse Ming wearing his blue narcolepsy shirt. Asian non-binary person squats by the street smiling. His shirt says, "Don't worry--it's just narcolepsy, and this is my normal napping position."

Hello, I wanted to clarify that the posts I made about the incident in the rose garden aren’t actually about this one incident or my one life.  I’m 45 years old, and my needs have been violated over and over again for 45 years, to the point of trauma and real lasting harm. The rose… Continue reading example

let’s go

Ming at the rose garden! Asian-American non-binary person grins with some plant life in the background.

“What would you have done, if I’d started screaming at those people at the park?” I asked Ming.  He was driving, and I was passenging.  I’d just been sensory and socially freaked out by inconsiderate party goers at the park.  “Would you have said, ‘Let’s go,’ and moved us out of there?” “No,” Ming said. … Continue reading let’s go