Guest guest Posted February 3, 2002 Report Share Posted February 3, 2002 I copied this directly from Donna ' website at www.donna.inuk.com Go to her site. It's wonderful! (for those of you who are really new to autism, Donna is a very famous autistic woman who wrote the first-person account of being autistic called " Nobody Nowhere " ) >> But I'm more than an 'autie'. I'm Donna (it took me most of my childhood to connect with that name or that any name was inherently linked with the feel of a person). I'm wild and wooly, with an incredible naughty streak, prone to phobia and compulsion with a great determination to strive for balance and detachment yet a great love of connection and discovery. I found a diamond of a person and he shone so bright I asked him to marry me. adores me for whatever I am and however I change, when diet gets messed up and in the stability in between. We make a home for our cat Tommy Girl and live in the Hills of Malvern, a green place in the county of Worcestershire in the UK where they make the sauce and a place which just happened to be the pinpoint in the center of a map of Britain. I believe in being free to be oneself, in challenging ideas of ourselves in order to find out who's really there and in daring to be bold in the face of change and criticism because there is no greater reward in life than the freedom to find out who we are not and to infinitely discover ourselves in the becoming of it. I live for adventure and warmth, belonging and being equal and part of that expresses itself through music and sculpture, through art and writing which are all other parts of having a voice out loud to myself before the world if it so chooses. The first bite of my own pear, though, is mine. I believe in God, the pooh bear God within myself, my own being ness so much more balanced than mind and consciousness can fathom. When I have a question or need a direction, I don't assume to have the answer nor assume to have the sense to plan, but ask the question, tell the desire for change, as if to the air. In the morning, it progressively is there. This is God, the unraveling of invisible string when I but out. I try to see past the enemy within myself and my own self righteous rigid black and white beliefs of absolutes, what's what and who's who. I believe in trying, and in staying happy and wild and seeing the world in a piece of fluff. I believe in the strength of daring humility. I believe in diet, and that's not easy. It's a choice between a drugged state and being part of the world. I strive to discover life after gluten free, dairy free, sugar free, additive free, low salicylate. and if I can discover in there new elastic definitions and incarnations of 'ice-cream', 'cake', bread', 'custard', 'icing', then there is one more day I don't feel like crying. Besides, it has helped me turn life into the buzz which compensates for a lack of shop bought pizza. I'm a consultant to schools and do workshops and lectures, catering to the Education Authority, Social Services, the National Health Service and the Autistic Societies as well as the general public. At my first US talk (Connecticut) I came out and sat and cried for the first five minutes. The audience was silent and patient and I was so moved they didn't try to control me or talk to me, they just let me be, they trusted. I honored that respect and eventually got to my feet and read the pages I couldn't understand in this state of shutdown until the words began to have meaning. In between I looked up, cried again and continued. They taught me I could dare to be me before others no matter what. They gave me so much more than I could give. Now I just walk out and introduce myself and talk out loud allowing others to hear. I even challenge my audiences to question me and answer them without the middle man of typing and paper. However I may be criticized or praised and for whatever reason you came to see the website of this once someone loony girl with more labels than a jam jar, I am proud of me just to be and you are welcome to find your being ness here for your own sake. .. Donna *) Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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