Last night, I saw the astronomical phenomenon known as the Christmas Star. Just after sundown, on the winter solstice, the conjunction of Jupiter and Saturn hung like a glowing orb over the waters of the Pacific Ocean. Callisto, the second largest of the Galilean moons but the outermost in orbit, was visible as well, all…

In these pandemic days, advocating for human neurodiversity feels like my full time job. With my therapeutic massage practice shuttered due to COVID19 restrictions, I have at least a few hours each day to focus on my efforts to promote neurodivergence as a natural part of human genetic variation. I feel fortunate to know so…

It’s been creeping toward me since late October, when the crops in our garden began to die back. By November, the spectacular autumn gloaming that my neighborhood is known for faded long before I returned home from work, leaving me feeling undernourished by the sun. And now that December has ushered in the dark days…

I’m weird. I’m weird. I’m weird. I say this to myself over and over again, with a great sense of satisfaction paired with relief. I’m weird. I always have been, and I always will be. Nothing’s going to change at this point in my life except my understanding of what it means to be weird.…

I’ve got a super awesome idea, Hollywood: how about casting #neurodivergent actors to play #neurodiverse roles? ~ CC Hart, author, artist, neurodiversity advocate.

“Repetitive behaviors can be calming, but some might also be a subtle form of self harm” notes neurodivergent author and advocate Carolyn CC Hart.

I don’t typically wade into politics; it has always felt unwise to post content that might be fractious when all I really want is for people to gain a greater appreciation for neurocognitive differences. It’s enough work for me to advocate for neurodiversity and to write clearly on the topic, pointing my readers to scientifically…

Last night was Dia De Los Muertos, a holy day that’s close to my heart. I’ve been celebrating Los Meurtos since my early twenties when I would drive the narrow roads of the Sierra Nevada foothills to the gold rush town of Hornitos. There, I would join a candle light procession from the historic main…