What if "autism" is something gone terribly right?
I know. That statement might rub me just the teensiest bit the wrong way if my child was smearing poop on the walls, if she was still screaming 24/7, or if she had never said, "Mommy." It will inevitably rub me the wrong way at some point this very day, when my "high functioning" child displays her inflexibility, or when I catch myself worrying about her future.
But I'm not talking about the daily nitty-gritty. I'm talking about the big picture.
There is a line in A Course in Miracles that says, "I do not know what I am looking at so I must not judge what I see." It applies to all situations.
A teacher once told me a parable about an ant and a tree in winter. To the ant, with it's short life span, the tree looks dead. It's over. The ant is not able to know...from his tiny perspective, what will happen come spring.
We do not yet know the purpose of autism in the grand scheme of the Universe. On a soul level, why are these kids here?
Our daughter has turned our lives inside out and upside down. She has taken us through the fire. We are better people for having had this child. Let's see....the potential for 1 in 150 sets of "better," more compassionate, less judgemental, conscious parents. Not to mention siblings and extended family. Not to mention friends. Not to mention blog readers! What are the ripple effects?
What if I re-direct my thoughts of victimhood and worry, to thoughts of appreciation for what these brave souls are bringing to the planet?
What if, there is more to this epidemic, than I can see?