This is a very precious post to me. On my second day of spelling, with the amazing Elizabeth Vosseller, I wrote my first ever mission statement of life. It was such a seismic shift in my life, such an unimaginable upheaval, as I realized: I could somehow finally communicate my long-silent thoughts! My heart felt like an ever-expanding balloon, a hot air balloon bigger than the sun, lifting my whole being out of hopelessness. I always had hoped for some miracle to set me free, but that hope had eroded after decades of failed “treatments.”
And I am not alone in this experience. As you can see from the other contributions to this issue, we nonspeaking autistics who gain access to communication feel this as a miracle, as the dawning of our new lives! And I believe that every nonspeaking autistic deserves such a dawn.
Here is my piece from that session in 2015: