Sharing: Beyond eye contact

I meant to post this on my “reblog blog”, but it ended up here instead lol.  I’ll keep it here because I’m still on break for an undetermined length of time.  (Probably not too long, but not ready to come back just yet.)

In the meantime, please enjoy this post from a new blogger whose blog is off to a great start!  An adult-realized Aspie 🙂 ❤

Mild Autistic Spectrum Disorder

438px-van_eyck_-_arnolfini_portrait The Arnolfini Portrait
(click to enlarge)

Being diagnosed with Autism later in life is a very strange experience. Because it hasn’t just influenced my behavior. Apparently, it has also informed my likes and dislikes, my taste in food, my preferences in dressing, and much more. I’ve had a very special relationship with music since a very early age; later in life I became fascinated by early Flemish and German painters (like Jan Van Eyck, who painted The Arnolfini Portrait in 1434).

I like many styles of music. I understand most of it, and I happen to know quite a lot of different kind of music. But the music really I love, the soundtrack of my life, is repetitive music: very early one-note Blues and Worksongs, a certain kind of Reggae, Ravel’s Bolero, Terry Riley’s A Rainbow in Curved Air, Mbira music from Sub-Saharian Africa, Hip hop instrumentals, some…

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Mild Autistic Spectrum Disorder

438px-van_eyck_-_arnolfini_portrait The Arnolfini Portrait
(click to enlarge)

Being diagnosed with Autism later in life is a very strange experience. Because it hasn’t just influenced my behavior. Apparently, it has also informed my likes and dislikes, my taste in food, my preferences in dressing, and much more. I’ve had a very special relationship with music since a very early age; later in life I became fascinated by early Flemish and German painters (like Jan Van Eyck, who painted The Arnolfini Portrait in 1434).

I like many styles of music. I understand most of it, and I happen to know quite a lot of different kind of music. But the music really I love, the soundtrack of my life, is repetitive music: very early one-note Blues and Worksongs, a certain kind of Reggae, Ravel’s Bolero, Terry Riley’s A Rainbow in Curved Air, Mbira music from Sub-Saharian Africa, Hip hop instrumentals, some…

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16 Comments

  1. I’m proud of you for taking the time you need. Sorry about the kitty/post mess-up. (I overshared to a ridic degree, panicked, and deleted it. I’m such a doof!) Sending lots of hugs, sis. 💜💜💜

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    1. Nononono you’re fine, Sister! 😘. Share whatever you feel like; it’s pretty quiet over there 👍. Of course, I totally respect your decision; whatever you do, I would desire for you to feel comfortable with 😘😘. Lots of hugs to you too, girl! ❤️🌺❤️

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