
So I cannot help but experience life to the fullest. My nervous system and brain put on quite a show, which results in that experience. I plunge into happy moments, as it feels wonderful. The opposite also is often true, when I am sad I feel VERY sad, not much of a happy medium girl by nature. When I get stressed, I cry, it’s like breathing. I just let it go & then I feel better. I have gotten over myself & just realized I’m healthier by allowing myself that release. Now back to experiencing life to the fullest.
The yummy moments, yes taste but also sunshine on my eyelids, music in my ears, my body dancing, seeing a child just being a child, someone holding hands, a kiss on the cheek, someone stroking my hair, a greeter smiling & helping me with a cart, the excitement of finding a new mouthwatering product, driving a new 2024 van (After the crying ….. there was no goddamn key, I think the thing can almost drive itself, I just got out of a 2010!!!!! Help was required! I had a lovely man show me the ropes, well I was good to go…. Almost! Now just to get the friggin music lower ….. I’m taping that screen I’m good I’m not out of my depth. Ok I give up! …… A while later ….. IT was a knob! Come on all the tech bells & whistles & the volume is a KNOB! Hahaha well it gave me a chuckle which was needed after the crying.)
Ok back to peace, love & everything is rosy …. Where was I, oh yes. …….finding a new mouthwatering product, driving a new 2024 van, awesome deals on food, a shiny new eyeliner ooooh it’s Aqua! Raking a lawn, weeding a garden bed ……. very satisfying to me, oh for $%$%## sake that tree is covered in tent caterpillar egg cases!!! One moment please ……..
Right the tent caterpillar egg cases are removed, now back to peace, love & everything is rosy …. the moment the warm tea with honey hits my tummy, my back on my comfy bed my face in the sunshine ….. and so it goes.
I have been excessively happy, irritated, angry & crying for decades! I was asked recently if I used to be in the theatre? I’m not sure if it was the pink hair, the facial tattoos or the home decorated hat I had on …..
BUT spontaneously out of my mouth came ….
“No but I’m autistic it’s kinda the same thing!”
I speak for no other autistic people except myself. We are a diverse intensely creative crew, therefore so are our autistic presentations & traits. I personally have been performing on the human stage since I was tiny. I remember that line “All the world’s a stage, and all the men and women merely players; they have their exits and their entrances, and one man in his time plays many parts.” (Shakespear’s play ‘As You Like It’)
When I was very small I knew that it was very true for me. I studied & learnt to mimic what I needed to in order to fit into society, to present with what was deemed appropriate behaviour. (I’m not saying consciously …. geez!) Didn’t quite make it though, as have been labeled ‘Quirky, unique ooooh and the loaded ….. ‘She’s eccentric!’ title’. The discipline of observation has served me well, as I have healed & changed over the years. It brought me to shamanism which I now realize even more than before has given me such a gift in erasing past history allowing me to become even more authentic now that I know another glorious aspect of myself. Ha! and I thought I had it finally figured out …….. surprise!
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