Is it the relentless pace of life and change? Are you feeling that too?

Or the deep calling that is becoming ever more insistent from our beloved and beautiful Earth?

We are all very excited in the world of Creative Kinesiology to announce the launch of a new book by Carrie Jost, founder of Creative Kinesiology and a fountain of incredible knowledge about the fields of therapy, bodywork and energy practices for health.

Recently I’ve been exploring my own neurodivergence, as well as the neurodivergence of others, and journeying with various reflections through this blog. You can read the previous blogs here, here and here.

My sense of my own neurodivergence has been emerging simultaneously with the awareness of my Aquarian energy, which sits as my rising sign in astrology. They go hand-in-hand; perhaps they are one and the same. To me, the Aquarian energy moves like waves - just as the zodiac symbol does, albeit somewhat softer and less jagged. Like waves an on endless ocean, they have been flowing towards me this year, reawakening this aspect of my brain, wiring and being.

As the air becomes lighter and cooler and the darkness overtakes the light once more, we are beginning our descent into the autumn time here in the Northern hemisphere.

There’s so much about magic that is appearing spontaneously - as magic does! And I suspect that this autumn and winter-time will be a period for us to really go more deeply into our magic. To access more of it. To go to another layer of what it holds for us.

These are not normal times folks. Remember that glitch in the matrix I wrote about a while ago, well, here’s another interruption to life as normal.

Stop scrolling, start feeling. Tune in.

This feels like an extra-ordinary post, interrupting the flow of conversation about neurodivergence, to tune into the collective energy, particularly here in the UK.

There’s a huge amount of psychological unrest as we come towards the removal of restrictions next week and in many ways prepare to exit the extended tunnel of lockdown culture.

Being neurodivergent is full of ups and downs, just like all human life journeys, and it can be especially fraught with painful experiences when the external world, caregivers or the people around us fail to reflect the essence of who we are and are unable to provide a sense of being heard, seen and understood.

Last month I wrote an introductory piece about my own emerging self-discovery of my neurodivergent mind. You can read it again here.

I have continued to explore this aspect of myself, and read some more on the topic too. Here is the next chapter of my thoughts and feelings about this inner quality which affects so much of my life.

Recently I’ve been exploring my own neurodivergence.

My brain works in this funny way. It’s quirky, but not quite so much that I would fit into a diagnosis. Or at least none that I have yet come across.

I’m a witch.

I’ve been thinking about this for a long time, and have undertaken my own personal research about what this means for me, particularly over the past couple of years.

What does the word ‘witch’ mean to you?