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October 23, 2016



We were invited to meet some new people. 


I thought we'd say a quick hello and get off home. But that kinda didn't happen. Soon after our, we arrived my girlfriend's guests brought out some amazing guitars, amps and microphones from their car. My child quickly asked if they could teach them how to play. Within moments my child was in a whole new zone when they had one of the 3 string cigar box guitars in their hands. My child wasn't looking at the strings to see where what was where. They were just FEELING the music and I could see my child's brain and spirit working it all out – naturally. 


Off they went! 


My child looked like themselves but didn't at the same time. It’s really hard to explain. We went home six hours later and the first thing my child said when they opened their eyes, "Can we go and see those people now?" 


When spirits connect – they really connect. 


I am really coming to understand why my child chose not to go to mainstream school anymore. Those schools weren't built for them. My child knew it from the first day.


My child: "Why are you bringing me here? This is not for me."


My child never gave up telling me it wasn't for them. They always knew they couldn't create what these two spirited humans freely and lovingly gave to my child who is in such need of this kind of MAGIC. 


It’s been such a hard hard road. 


Taking my child out of mainstream was one thing. But unschooling has been another. I expected we’d start homeschooling straight away. I didn’t count on the healing my child required from the trauma from the educational environment and approach.


Any demands made upon my child triggered meltdowns – all day long.


It took some months before I could get my child away from the house. They still haven’t ventured more than 15 minutes out of town. They just can’t cope with travelling or cope with very much at all. 


Of course, I worry about my child. 


I wasn’t able to get my child to see their psychologist until four months after I pulled them out of school. That’s a long time to be floundering. I worked out I needed to surround my child with “low triggering” people. People who loved my child and I unconditionally who do not judge or tell them or me what to do. [Thank you! xx]


People whom my child and I feel really comfortable to be around. 


I realised I needed to let my child lead the way. Meaning we followed what they wanted or was able to do. We’d fish for several hours a day, day after day. We’d make science experiments with fire extinguishers, dry ice, bicarb, food dye anything we could get our hands on to create cause and effect. My child reads books that appeal to them and it was one type of book. A focus they’re interested in.


All I know is this; Autism needs magic, not judgement. 


Autism needs room to move, room to change direction, room to do things differently. Autism needs love and understanding. Autism needs to be understood that it is different, not less than neurotypical minds and bodies. Autism took us off the education grid. It scared me at first, however, I’m coming to see it’s a blessing. 


When we don’t fit it doesn’t mean we are misfits. 


There is a place for everyone. If there isn’t a place I can make a place. May I use my imagination and follow the joy in our hearts. It will be scary to do different however I’ve not let being different stop me before, so why start now? If there is no magic in my life, may I look for it and try to create it. If not, may I not give up hope that it does exist and when I do find it, try to find ways to keep the flame of magic glowing. My magic, my child’s magic may be different to others magic and that’s okay. Find our own magic is magic itself and something to be shared with others. Magic is the joy. Magic is love. 


Freedom is the autistics soul’s music.







Whether I accept this or not, 

it is still true, 

my child, family and I are individually diverse

and require the freedom to move to their own beat








To love, trust, revel and lead with our beautiful autistic minds

through knowing and acting on our Roarheart

the inner inexplainable knowledge and truth


~ our intuition ~



Reflect and create a picture or journal the answer to; 


Have I thought, felt, done or experienced things like this?



Share with another anything discovered in the Sacred Writing/Creating.


Do I allow my child and I to move to our own beat?


I pause with quiet reflection upon those moments or with certain people where we had the freedom to BE and move to our own beat


I am willing to THANK all my regretful, angry, fearful and negative thoughts I may have.


I will trust, even if I don’t want to, all that I am aware of now, is how it is has meant to be – to be open to something new.


I am willing to put aside everything I think I know about myself/child, my life, my past and my future, to have an open mind and a new experience with my child, my family and I to be free to be who we are moving to our own beat. I am open to the possibility of moving to our own beat, receiving new thoughts to love, trust, revel and lead with our Roarheart [our intuition] learning how to know, direct and master our individualised lives.







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