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Neurodivergence )O(

Merry meet all,

This post topic will be a bit different from most of the posts on this blog. I hope you will find it interesting. I want to post about neurodivergence. I have been neurodivergent all my life. I have overcome many barriers and I hope to inspire others who may read this post. 

When I was young, I had trouble reading at school. A teacher told my Mother I would never be able to read. My older brother was so angry that he was the one to teach me to read. I caught on like a wildfire in a hot dry forest littered with timber and kindling. After that, I read everything I could get my hot mitts on. By the time I was in grade six, I read at a high school level. I am the only one out of 4 siblings to have completed a Bachelor of Arts degree. I love to write and I own about a thousand books. I have so many books in my apartment I don’t have room for them all. 

Flash forward to the present time: I have written magazine articles for a variety of different publications, my short stories have been published in anthologies, Ezines, and I published a book of poetry. I have written a novel, a novella and I’m wondering about what my next novel will be about. I had to work at it. It was uphill all the way. It was a lot of work. I learned everything and had many trials and tribulations along the way. I’m still learning about how this publishing thing is done. 

Neurodivergence doesn’t have to be a barrier. I was diagnosed much later in life. I should have had a much better education but I wonder sometimes if it would have made much difference. If I was diagnosed much earlier when I was younger, I could have done much better in school. Instead, I struggled with everything. The teachers and other classmates were horrendously cruel. I mean very cruel. I’m not sure if you can get away with that today but they did. I learned what no one should have to learn: that fear. If you are neurodivergent, you could almost expect to be treated cruelly. And that is so wrong. There needs to be way more understanding for those who have ADHD, autism or other types of neurodivergence. The more supportive the school system is, the more the student/s are encouraged to study and do well. But the understanding needs to be present. When a student doesn’t feel safe, I bet these invisible barriers rise. I had those barriers around me too. I stayed quiet and learned the hard way not to tell anyone I was neurodivergent. I have had a hard time finding mainstream employment. I had to create my own and I am still there.  I enjoy writing for short story anthologies. Now I am studying herbalism. My article about herbs in the mint family will be published in Plant Healer Quarterly this fall. !

I guess I am meant to write. That is a good thing! Here I am, writing this post right now, lol. I tried  hard to improve myself. I worked hard at math skills and made progress. I enjoyed studying history and science. 

So, feel good about who you are. I want you to jump up from your chair, hold your head high and give yourself a big hug. Or a pat on the back. You are awesome and amazing. You are an amazing individual and have a right to feel good about yourself. Never let anyone tell you that something can’t be done. Never let anyone shame you. Never let anyone talk down to you. If someone does try to do those things, find someone you can trust and confide in them asap. 

It is not easy but you are capable of success. You are capable of achieving your dreams. It’s a good thing to be diagnosed with a learning disability as I was. I hated every minute of it. I did it though and if you click on my Portfolio page, you can see the list of my writing that I have had published. I don’t regret it.  I have no intention of stopping. I hope that anyone reading this has a dream or passion of their own that they want to realize. Mine is my writing and herbalism. Everyone has their own dreams. That can be winning an Olympic medal, becoming a model or an actor in Hollywood. Never let anyone tell you something can’t be done. I remember many nights I was crying trying to do my homework. My family always supported me. I somehow survived school (which is a hell in itself) and I am glad those days are past me. 

We all dream of success. We are all capable of success. Anything worth doing is hard work. That applies to everyone. Just keep your eye on your goals and dreams and forget everything else. I have days when I don’t feel like writing, ok most days, but I keep at it. I hope to write 900 blog posts and I am getting near to that point. I want to reach that milestone. After, I will keep writing. And all this from someone who was told she would never read. I say ha teacher, proved you wrong!

Set realistic goals for yourself. Invest in whatever it takes to help you get through school. I am in love with the written word. I found my own strengths and worked hard on my weaknesses. Don’t create goals that are impossible. Be kind to yourself. 

That is the secret. Find your passion, cleave to it and show them what you can do. Do it with style and flair. Be true to yourself. Shock them with your talents and passions. Leave them breathless. Then keep that up, do it over and over again. Most importantly, never give up. 

Blessings, Spiderwitch

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Diversity

 

My Mom’s pot of nasturtiums!

Merry meet all,

Oh my the heat! I was just out in my garden. I love summer and everything about it. I love being able to wear what I want and relax. I am the most relaxed all year during the summer. Who can argue with sun, always being warm and that total sense of freedom? 

Today I want to write about diversity in the field of publishing and writing. I do support it. It is about time that more voices were heard. I love the works of the diverse writers published today. It is so sorely needed. The publishing world – the books that are produced were never meant to be only by white male writers. Not that I am knocking that, they are valid too, but all voices are valid. All the voices have something to say. But a white writer born in Colorado won’t know what it is truly like to grow up Hispanic or Chinese or gay or  as trans. You have to truly experience it to know it. It has to seep in your bones and stew in your blood, it has to consume you, emerge from your true self to pour onto the page. It represents you and it is you and it is special. 

I would hate to grow up on a planet with one culture, one race, one identity, one way of being. I would find that so boring. I want to eat at Mexican restaurants, learn a little Spanish, visit that amazing Middle Eastern restaurants and wear Nordic inspired outfits. Now how is that for culture variety? 

I read an amazing novel by Gabino Iglesias titled The Devil takes you home. I was amazed. The problem with today’s society is this movement of conformity being shovelled down our throats on the streets, in media and in the news. If that is not incentive for you to be your true self, then what is. I struggled to understand the words written in the language he truly knows. Nevertheless, I tried. I don’t understand a single word of Spanish. I know the English language very well of course. I believe that we all have to make efforts to understand each other and all the things we have to say and listen with our ears  -and hearts. We see with our hearts and ears. I hope we can all find a common middle ground or at least try to get halfway there. 

I remember when my Mother took in international boarders. That was so much fun. They brought their traditions, clothing and great cooking with them. I loved it. I struggled at times to understand what they were saying. But I would always try. I love chicken curry and the other awesome meals I was exposed to. I would not expect them to just give up who they are and do nothing but eat (boring) Canadian food. I am a diehard fan of ethnic food. 

I hate it when I see violence against black people, for example. It is mean and ugly and cruel. If we can all understand each other at my Mom’s house, and share cultures, then why isn’t that way in the world? But sadly, that is a naive way of viewing it. It is not that simple. I just hope that one day it is. The variety of cultures on earth is not just going away, so thankfully, most people are not out to hurt each other. To me, based on what I have shared in this post, you can see why I support diversity. I hope for a brighter future of not war but love, true understanding. 

I want to read books by Owl Goingback, Linda Addison and Sumiko Saulson and many others. Linda Addison helped edit an anthology titled Sycorax’s daughters. Not one single white author in the whole book! 

Let’s understand each other and support diversity. Let’s stand together. 

Blessed Be, Spiderwitch

 

 

 

 

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