By popular (?) request, here is my personal essay about neurodiversity that was also included in my March newsletter. Disclaimer: I will primarily be discussing ASD in the low support needs category – previously referred to as “high functioning” and/or Asperger’s, as that’s where I fit in and it’s what I know most about. The…
Tag: mental health
A poem every day – week 4
Dear readers, As the fourth week of my attempt to write a poem every day in 2023 draws to a close (for more information, see my post from January 1st), I’m still having a lot of mixed feelings. I feel like I’ve done some good and interesting work, and I’m sure some of these pieces…
Poem: Swimming
Video link: https://youtu.be/Y8mHLlF0bMo Preamble: come to Fortellerfestivalen at Hellviktangen Kunstkafé on Nesodden this Sunday 25/09/22 for more poetry, harp music, and plenty of other free and family friendly performances (the others are in Norwegian, mine is in English). More info: https://www.facebook.com/events/811618873201304/ _____________________________________________________ Icy slivers of water pierce your skin Winds howl in your mind Waves…
Introvert, broken
Sunday 28th of March, 2021: I just looked at the COVID-19 overview page for the Netherlands and cried. It feels like we’ve been in lockdown since the dawn of time, and nothing is changing. I actually just googled when the current lockdown started, as I can no longer remember. When I typed in “when did…
WFTH September 2020: Thaw
I’ve been remiss in posting – generally, but also specifically – my Write From the Heart entries of late. I’m still working on a lot of other things too – I’m almost done with the third draft of my book, I’ve sent some poetry in to contests, and there’s a lot of ideas milling about…
The last normal day
I remember waking up four years ago, to my partner – who had been up all night – greeting me with: “Good morning president Trump”. I thought I was still dreaming. I wished I was still dreaming. I wasn’t dreaming. At the time I expected it to be one big bang. World War III. The…
Poem: Overture (for Write from the Heart, August 2020)
The smell of cowpats mixed with sun-warm grass and wildflowers, Rough bark and silken butterfly wings, Muddy lake feet and pursed lemon lips, Bonfire crackle and the cracking of crab shell, Crimson sun melting into indigo, And the cricket sings. The velvet night holds secrets and promises, Soft laughter and guitar strings, The mysterious clink of glasses, Skin touching skin, The symbols…
Book review: Eleanor Oliphant is Completely Fine by Gail Honeyman
5/5 stars. After having finished the free sample portion of the Kindle edition I was still in doubt about this book. It seemed like exactly my kind of book, yet I hadn’t really connected with it at this point. I couldn’t quite get a beat on Eleanor. She was definitely socially inept in a sort…
Wanting more (the burnout pt 2)
As I am considering my life from this weird limbo status of being on burnout sick leave, it occurs to me that the main thing I want is more, out of life, out of myself. The longer I am away from my work, the more impossible it seems to go back.* But how do I…
Push it real good
For all I have worked on and all I have learnt about myself over the past few years, there always seem to be more lessons. Which is good, I guess. Evolving is good. But it’s also frustrating. These lessons don’t usually take a very subtle form. Let me explain: I have been working for…
Too much time, and too little. 