Autism feels like blue

April is Autism Awareness Month.  I work with and love many people with autism and their caregivers.  This poem is for them. Autism feels like blue Blue is mystery is ocean, is midnight, is forever, and darkness, and shining sky, blue is transparent glass and tastes like sadness sometimes but sounds like blueberries covering small... Continue Reading →

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My work is to always remember this

I wrote most of this a few years ago after reading this article for the first time.  I have edited it some for confidentiality and brevity.  What is your work? ****** My work is to know this: the young man who punched a hole in my office wall and told me every week for 6... Continue Reading →

Day 7: I see that. I got you. No worries.

I evaluate a lot of older kiddos for whom someone has raised the question of autism spectrum disorder. My job in this particular evaluation is to determine whether autism is an accurate diagnosis for the child or young person, which typically involves interviewing the parent, reviewing records, and administering the Autism Diagnostic Observation Schedule, 2nd... Continue Reading →

Day 2: This is all (and also everything)

(1)    Since early this morning, I have had Nahko and Medicine for the People’s song “Warrior People” going through my head.  Specifically, I have had these lines playing over and over:  “…I'm just a human being on another fucking journey. I'm on a journey, on a journey I'm on a journey, on a journey I'm... Continue Reading →

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