It was way back in the 1980s. The National Curriculum (government imposed) was in full swing and they’d started to send out OFSTED inspectors to check that we teachers were dumbing the kids down to a suitable degree — teaching…
When an event organiser offered me a book signing, I’d have been crazy to refuse, wouldn’t I? She told me she had a table available and would promote it on Facebook and in her shop. I’ve done several book sales…
I’d been wondering recently. I’d acted in good faith. As a teacher of small children with speech and language difficulties, it never crossed my mind not to try to ‘improve’ their verbal communication skills. I thought it was my job.…
I’ve kind of become used to my life as Jes — writing esoteric articles, chatting in person and online with like-minded souls, having telepathic conversations with Asher about other dimensions, and promoting the book I wrote about this ‘secret life’…
Telepathy, by its very nature, involves the subtlest of senses. For me it’s been a hard-fought battle to put aside the nagging voices of logic and reason on the one hand and the clamour of everyday 3D life on the…
Things are happening. Slowly, slowly, but they are definitely happening. When I looked at the date a few weeks ago and did some quick counting on my fingers, I realised that my book would be published in exactly 10 months.…
Why I’m telling this story: The boy’s tale Imagine you have a story to tell — a fantastical, stunning, inspiring story in which every word is true…but you are completely unable to share it with anyone else. You sit there,…
Asher is human, and that helps. He’s spent (in earthly terms) the past 30-odd years dealing with the ups and downs of human existence, and some very tough life experiences, along with the challenge of being autistic and trying to…
Asher didn’t talk a lot, back when he was six. There were several reasons for that. The most obvious was a condition called oral dyspraxia, which meant he had difficulty controlling the movement of the muscles in his mouth and…
This is a true story. I suspect every teacher has a few like this. It happened around 25 years ago. Long ago, I got the job of running a special class for children with communication difficulties. I loved the job…