In one day, the blue machine usually goes into high gear for Autism Awareness Month, convincing Americans that autism itself is something to celebrate. EVERYONE with autism is someONE to celebrate. My gorgeous daughters have been warriors during this shut down, adapting like I never imagined they could.
I teach martial arts. In classes, we tell our students that a black belt is a white belt who never quits. We are always white belts, learning every day, an empty cup, waiting to be filled. And boy, are we all finding out how true that is right now.
My girls are teachers.
They are black belts in navigating a world that is not available to them. Many years ago, I earned my blue belt in martial arts. Now I have not one, but two black belts, one in Karate and the second in Kobudo - weapons.
Little did I know that I actually donned a blue belt the day my daughters were diagnosed. And so did all of you.
How are you managing at home, my friends? We are finding a lovely place of calm, peace, and respect, which is at the core of all martial arts. I am respecting the girls needs. And it works.