glider18's Magical World of Autism

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I agree totally here with you Batz and Fiddlerpianist. The games my boys play are too realistic. The old games---yes---that was magical. Thank you for posting.

And yes Sartresue---imagination is great. I too brought many of those childhood imaginations with me into adulthood. It is fun.

mostly in my teens:

I found magic in walking on the semi-deserted railroad near my house, at the edge of our town, on Saturdays, occasionally shouting into the air and hearing the echoes of my voice come back to me.

I found magic in the rays of sunshine which entered my room in the afternoon hours, while I was sitting on my bed listening to the Beatles.

I found magic in watching childrens'/teens programs on TV, especially if they had some mystery in them. I found magic in watching "little house on the prairie", "tom grattan's war", "pollyanna", "pippi longstocking", "the secret seven", and more.

I found magic in watching the old gate which led to my grandfather's tool shed. I found magic in passing that gate and entering an area filled with old tools and rusty metal tubes.

I found magic in walking back from school on rainy days, watching the rain drop on the houses, the plants and the roads.

I found magic in drinking hot tea on rainy days, at home, when the outside world was beautifully windy, wet, dark and cold.

I found magic in sailing with my father on the Mediterranean, on weekend afternoons, in a small sailing boat.

I found magic in discovering, for the first time in my life, the music of Deep Purple, Led Zeppelin, Jimi Hendrix, Pink Floyd, The Doors, and many more.

I found magic in walking around the edges of town in the evening hours, when the streets became dark and lights appeared in the houses' windows.

I found magic in the smell of freshly cut grass, during summer afternoons.

I found magic in thinking that generations upon generations of people had lived and died before me, experiencing exactly what I was experiencing.
(although nowadays I guess that hardly anybody ever experienced something similar to my sensations and feelings).

I found magic in being me.

And I'm sure the magic came from the world of neurodiversity. (whether specifically from autism or not, I'm still not sure).

Beautiful job KenG. Truly beautiful. Those are special memories indeed. And true, who is to know if they came from autism or not. But, in our autistic minds, they were definitely perceived in a special way. Thank you for sharing.