I’m at the end of my 11th year of knowing.
Approaching 62, I’ve all but retired from a 38 year career as a marine biologist.
Glad to be out of the rat race.
It’s easy to fall into the trap of compartmentalising my characteristics as medicalised deficits or gifts, so I won’t.
It’s just me in the beginning and end.
An interesting life.
I have a complete filmic memory of my entire life back to toddlerhood.
As a kid I would send mental messages to my adult self and I recall them.
I felt my bones growing.
I marvelled closely at insects, just like Edward Wilson, the father of sociobiology.
I later worked on a project which somehow got to his institute and I was invited to stay in touch but didn’t.
I imagined the IPad as a kid while my friends played stickball.
Mom always said I delved too deeply.
While later pursuing meditation, I chanted myself into a state where the corporate nurse could not get a blood pressure reading and I weighed zero on a weight scale.
In my early work life, I would be so immersed in multiple problem solving that I could feel an aura from my head blazing like fire to the sky.
Once dxd, I took part in a university study and they concluded that I had highly unique ideas all day and every day of which 98% of all people will never have one of in their entire lives.
Yet I’ve lived a normal life, have four wonderful daughters and a loving partner, done some good innovative work for the planet to try to slow this sixth great extinction event we have caused, I’m a good fine artist and creative writer and enjoy organising community for a better world.
Old friends are with me lifelong but the need to socialise has diminished through time and experience.
I practise being one with everything.
I saw both my parents through their passings, a real gift to me from them.
As I approach the end of this time here, I see some of myself in my first, yet now, only granddaughter.
That is so beautiful.
Not that I go on, but that she goes on in these curious trips around the sun, the galaxy and in the love for this fantastic adventure.
My dog now wants a cuddle.
8 May 2021