Cardamom is sugar and spice
It is just like my life
Aromatic and calm
Sometimes too strong
It can flavor or remain dormant
It is like a journey
To the moors and Andalusia
That surprises and delights
The senses and soul
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Cardamom is sugar and spice
It is just like my life
Aromatic and calm
Sometimes too strong
It can flavor or remain dormant
It is like a journey
To the moors and Andalusia
That surprises and delights
The senses and soul
by Jack Haynes
Do you have a nonspeaker that elopes? Let's discuss why it can happen and how to help.Elopement is a scary thing for everyone but most of all for us, the nonspeakers. We aren’t in control when it happens, our bodies just take off. There could be any number of triggers and that varies from person to person. It often happens for me when my sensory system is overstimulated. My body just needs to get out of there, even if my mind wants to stay. When it's too loud my body goes into flight mode. For some of my friends it is a loop that they are stuck in in certain environments. Maybe flight mode was triggered once there and now their anxiety is high in that environment and that puts them into flight mode again. It's terribly cyclical. Anxiety is common among nonspeakers. Sometimes we perseverate on wanting to do something and when we finally get our bodies moving, we can’t stop it. When you don’t have a ton of control over your body because of apraxia it is easy to get stuck in fight or flight.How can you help? Use a tracking system. Be prepared to help us regulate in overwhelming environments. You can use child locks on doors that lead outside. Practice purposeful motor skills with us all the time so we can gain more control over our bodies. Calmly coach or prompt us to stop our feet or turn ourselves around. We don't want to run or be lost because we can’t communicate with strangers. The more panicked we feel the worse it can get. Stay calm and clear headed for the best outcome.
When I go new places in books, itbuilds a delicate fire, coursing through wordsKindling flickers fanned by languageFeeling so much power in listeningIt is delightful, funny, and terrifying to readFind your dazzling flames in booksFrodo mingles with the “Little Women” of Alcott booksGrapes of Wrath and Atticus chat a bitThe opioid kings should Jane Goodall read“The Code Talkers” win with wordsLincoln, Kennedy, and Obama seem to listenTo the power of syntax and languageThe wars are filled with bloody languageI can see them on my mind’s screen through booksGood sings in the end if you listenI find power in the literature and the light is litMy mind fiercely ignites in wordsThe fire, the power, the necessary. Read.Young and old should read
The beautiful, glorious, assaulting languageYou can learn, revel, and devote in wordsEnvironmental challenges, classics, family booksColors, animals, the universe and really all of itPour out your heart and listen.Death to books, they say. Don’t listen.Censorship means death and...a must-readJealousy and vengeance can’t extinguish itWhen looking at language,Compassion is found in new ideas in booksRemember the selflessness and kindness in wordsVictory only if you trust wordsToo dim were the days with picture books, I listenedThe opinions were in real booksNew ideas emerged when I really readI have read coarse languageAnd lovely words that together seem to fitListen to the calm and fury in booksI can’t explain what words and languageCan do, but you can read about it.
Exercise has impacted my life in ways I could not have imagined. Sure, exercise helped me shed a lot of weight, and don't get me wrong, losing weight was a good thing. I gained a lot of weight when I was in elementary school, because I ate poorly and was not as active as I should have been. The consumption of delicious freshly baked chocolate chip cookies the lunch lady snuck my way almost daily throughout my years in elementary school didn't help my weight issue.
Walking is how it all began. I started walking four miles everyday, and I still walk that much today, all these years later. Eating healthier meals and consuming less treats followed. I began homeschooling around this time too, which helped eliminate my daily cookie intake. The weight began to melt away, slooooowly. I began looking and feeling better. Finding clothes that fit properly became a lot easier and this made shopping for clothes more fun.
When I entered middle school, I added to my exercise regimen. I continued walking but also started doing exercises to strengthen my muscles. I learned how to do sit ups, planks, burpees, and hand weights. With time, my body got stronger and my movements got more precise. Like many of us with apraxia, controlling my movements on demand was a huge struggle and it continues to be challenging when I am learning a new exercise. The key to learning these movements is to have the motor plan broken down into multiple steps. This process has made it more manageable for me to learn new movements. Using gestures and tactile cues when I get stuck with the movements has also been extremely helpful. Over time I have noticed that I am able to learn new exercises much faster than when I first started exercising. I am proud to share that I went from barely being able to motor plan a sit up to participating in a weekly live zoom exercise class with my peers. The exercise class I participate in is 30 minutes and quickly transitions from one exercise to the next. Years ago, this pace would have been too fast for me and would have caused great frustration. Today I am keeping up with the pace.
The strategies that are used in my exercise program can be transferred into all daily living skills because everything we do in our day requires motor planning. Exercise has given me better control over all of my movements in my daily life. Exercise has become a lifestyle that has given me access to recreational and social activities that I can enjoy with my family and friends. Exercise has also shown me and those around me that motor movements can be complex and there is great value in breaking those steps down to make them more manageable for someone with apraxia.
It has been pollinator enchantment in my backyard this summer. What began as an idea and an experiment, caused a flurry of extraordinary winged creatures to enter my life. Bumblebees began the procession along with carpenter bees feasting on borage and sunflowers-their sweet legs full looking like pollen pantaloons. My brother and I built a house to welcome mason bees, though there are no residents yet. Sweat bees, skippers, moths, and the occasional monarch come to visit too. Cosmos, zinnias, blanket flowers, cone flowers, and different types of milkweed are here to greet any permanent residents or late summer visitors. Next year there will be more flowers to welcome local and distant pollinators. A small seed pack changed my backyard into a welcoming local sanctuary and made my heart happy to make a positive environmental impact.
Sitting on the tile stairs
Waiting til the night comes
Yellow helps each stare
Talk until the night comes
Kindling of another kind
Listens to red notebooks
Welds that hold within time
Clouds, embers, notebooks
Red’s the friend of the night
Under the alternating light
Kneeling at the flight’s edge
Hovering, halting, stalling
With the parting night’s edge
We, listening then falling
Stood fast, night receding
Seconds until burning sun
Marks the sky, keeps bleating
Until moon becomes the one
Red’s the friend of the night
Under the alternating light
Let the intermission yawn
Room to finish reading
Door made to fit dawn
Plugged in through feeling
Red, the friend of the night
Under the alternating light
The sun is back in the morning
Hope for the new light
Every night will end
Hope will shine bright
The sun is back in the morning
And birds began to sing
There is always hope
Let's see what the day can bring