I haven't been doing justice to this blog's title lately – in fact, it's made me feel somewhat guilty and ashamed. Reaching too high. This is because the last weeks have been another "zero point" phase – and these phases are so frequent in my life. (Sometimes I'm thinking of reading Dabrowski's Theory of Positive … Continue reading Strength and resilience in constant disintegration?
I knew I had a lot of quirks – even as a very young child I was vaguely aware that there seemed to be something special about my perception that others didn't share. I could look at the structure of tiny things like leaves, grass or beetles for a long time. I could observe ants … Continue reading Suppressing autistic behaviours = sucking the juice out of life?
This is the second part of an article on the differences and overlaps between being highly sensitive and autistic (which I see as two types of being neurodivergent). The first part of this article – my journey figuring out that my quirks and sensitivities are not just high sensitivity – is here. And this one … Continue reading Inheriting neurodivergent traits: blending the highly sensitive with the autistic, in a family (2)
This is to the magician whose love has the power to manifest as a physical reality about 6288.64 km away. So you don't see your strength. You are crazy. You think because I have determination and can lash out at people and spirits to stay where their place is, I'm strong. That's violence and helplessness, unless … Continue reading Love is rain at the roots.
This was another internet blind date; in the picturesque market square of an Eastern European provincial town boasting a city hall with an original Renaissance facade; artists trading sketches in the archways of crooked, colourful toy houses. I didn't know anything about her apart from the fact that she knew exotic spices and was a … Continue reading The heart of darkness. A true story about sixth sense, queer dating, and crazy scientists.
The personal story part I'll start with a story, then come to theory and philosophising. A hippie summer in Brighton In autumn 2011 I was spending time in a quaint, colourfully hand-decorated fairytale house with a picturesque mountain slope garden in Brighton, UK. An enigmatic hippie-nurse with three grown up kids featuring the most individualistic, … Continue reading Highly sensitive or autistic?
This is a specialist post for/about people who actually experience that kind of thing. I didn't know I do – the idea never crossed my mind, until someone implanted it there and out of desperation concerning my emotional state then, to be fair, I followed it up – and it took me a good year … Continue reading What does it feel like to feel others’ feelings, telepathically?