This week I have started four different blog posts, they are all partly finished, but I've not been able to fully pin any of them down. Its very frustrating.
Here are some of the topics currently floating around in my head. One post on the strengths of ADHD, questioning why most pages and discussions about ADHD spend pretty much the whole time talking about difficulties and weaknesses, another one on the concept of ADHD as a superpower (one too many people have said that to me recently) There is another one in which I talk about Rejection Sensitive Dysphoria and another one in which I start exploring the limits model of disability and the ways in which limits are a natural part of being human. The trouble is they all keep bouncing off of each other and going in different directions and ... oh look a shiny new thought ....
This week has been exceptionally bad for this, nothing I've been doing has had a quick enough dopamine hit to keep me focused. Yesterday I even let myself get drawn into a debate on Facebook about the impact of domestic cats on wild birds. Not because I dispute the fact that cats eat (or at least kill) a rather large number of them, but because the evidence presented was an AI generated image of a cat with a bird. For the record Tiffany has a very low bird count in part because she seems to prefer to hunt by remote. I'm not sure who enjoys bird TV the most ... probably me as Tiffany eventually gets fed up.
At the moment I am trying to write a post for work on social justice but at the same time I am also thinking about the service I'm leading on Sunday morning. As with everything else I am finding myself a little stalled and not really making progress on anything. I can't help but wonder what purpose God could possibly have had in creating my brain like this. Some of the theology work I have been doing on Disability has focused on us all being perfectly made in God's image and the way in which the diversity of ways of being human only reflects a limited snapshot of the immensity of God. It kind of reminds me of the description of Art in the Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy,
"The function of art is to hold the mirror up to nature, and there simply isn’t a mirror big enough."
― Douglas Adams, The Restaurant at the End of the Universe
This is a concept I am beginning to explore by examining what it might mean for us to imagine God as being neurodivergent. What might we learn about God and about ourselves if we explore the nature of God through the varied lenses of neurodivergence? My brain is not broken, it just works a little differently, reflecting another infinitesimally small facet of God. Which of course does lead me to wonder just how many thoughts God might have bouncing around? Although right now I am simply glad that I have managed to write a complete blog post, even if it is not what I set out to do this morning.
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