My son Nicholas is autistic, and he has echolalia. But what he says in repeated speech can carry as much meaning—and sometimes even more feeling—as the “right” words.
Tag: Love
Love in the Time of Segregation and Discrimination
I came upon a box of a few dozen random—utterly random—photographs yesterday: family photos in NYC from a half-century before … More
Remembering My Aunt Hattie
Sometime after her sister, my mother, died and before her Alzheimer’s developed to the point she didn’t recognize or know … More
The Four Chambers: Love, Life, Lust, and Loss, for Autistics Just Like Everyone Else
I’ve been thinking a lot about joy lately, and especially about how the same experience or circumstance or day or … More
Come Fly with Me: Angels Cheer
I am 47 years old. I turn 48 late this month. I haven’t been someone who has ever given too … More
Do you love?
Do we love? Do we love another person less because he or she happened to be born in another country … More
Jonathan Goldman on the highest intention of sound healing: love
Ray: What would you most like the enduring legacy of your sound-healing music and work to be? Jonathan: Love. If … More
Masaru Emoto on Love and Gratitude
Ray: When you publish a water-crystal photograph — say, for example, in The Hidden Messages in Water, your first … More
