When I helped start a school for dyslexic learners years back, it never occurred to me that one of our first students would become my illustrator years later. His talent was quietly evident even then (for those of us lucky enough to pay attention). Getting the right kind of instruction (Slingerland/O-G) gave Sean the green light to explore new confidence and to develop his extraordinary skills as an artist. PS. Any purchase made before 9 am Monday (EST) and I will be donating 48% to “To Write Love on Her Arms” a wonderful non profit dedicated to helping kids and teens with depression, anxiety, self-harm struggles.
“When I was younger I had problems with reading. Now I love to read and can read fast. This book makes me feel like I’m not the only one who has some trouble, and makes you feel more comfortable with who you are. It’s celebrating how you are perfect just the way you are. For me the lesson of the book is to pay attention to your core values.”
-Finn Mellor, age 10
“This book bestows such a powerful message for its young readers and also parents and educators: be compassionate and open to ourselves and to others for all the ways we can use our skills and dreams to live healthfully together. As Finn has learned the basics of “self-literacy” he is secure that he has the ‘right rocket’ as Sanford describes personal strengths.”
It’s been one of the great privileges of my life to help teach and inspire kids who learn differently. When Jeff Allyn and I started the Thomas Allyn School (now The Chartwell School) for kids with dyslexia, Sean was one of the first six nervous founding students. They were looking for a new beginning and so were we.
Too often, kids who simply learn differently aren’t taught in the right way. Giving them explicit, multi-modal teaching that teaches them the logic, structure and predictability of language makes reading and writing possible for them. For Sean it was life-changing.
It was easy and natural for me to stay in touch with Sean over the years. As my career continued, Sean graduated high school, and then Arizona State University. Sean and I stayed in touch. When he was at ASU I visited him so I could pay off a long-ago and still unpaid spelling bet. I had a long- running wager with my students, a kind of nerdy one I’ll admit. But it was fun and nobody had ever solved my riddle. Until Sean. The bet’s payoff was a BBQ ribs lunch. Seeing him in college and paying off that debt just before he completed his degree in computer graphics was awesome for us both!
Fast forward. A few years ago I wrote a story for another young student of mine who was struggling with anxiety in addition to his dyslexia. It’s not uncommon for bright kids with learning differences to develop anxiety. I decided to write a story about a turtle and a bear who worry and fret and who struggle to come out of their shell and den. And, who overcome.
When I decided to publish, I knew I needed a great illustrator. Of course I thought of Sean. After he agreed to help, I realized, “holy mackerel” there’s no one better suited for this than Sean. He knew the journey my characters were facing. And in his illustrations I saw the same whimsical humor and intelligence I’d noticed and loved so long ago.
This is a match made in heaven I thought. Sean was thrilled to get back to what he loves, illustrations and creative work. We love working together and are often shaking our heads and full hearts.
When our first book, “A Light Within” received the designation of # 1 New Release,” we couldn’t believe it—except we could, we can. And now, we’ve completed a second book, “A Light Within My Dyslexia.” This one’s an adventure story to help develop grit and resilience in spite of obstacles.
Teenagers with school struggles due to Learning and Attention problems make up the largest single demographic in treatment programs for addictions, defiance, depression and anxiety.
The evidence is overwhelming that kids with attention and learning disabilities are more likely to experience trauma, depression, anxiety, and life challenges including job instability, injury and incarceration.
Far too many of these children, even with well-intentioned schools and teachers, are misunderstood and mis-educated. In addition, because of the very natural instincts for parents to protect and regulate their kids, the “Myths of Fixing” these children are strong and often counter-productive.
What do the neurobiological and psychological sciences tell us about how to help turn parents’ desire to protect and accommodate towards real healing and treatment?
Over the coming weeks I’ll lay out the most critical areas to attend to for treatment providers; for therapists and parents.
Areas we’ll cover:
The Differences between Fixing and Treating
The Prison of One’s Mind
The Challenging Aspects of Multiple Parent Roles
The Messiness of Understanding and Acknowledging the emotional neighborhood of your child with Learning and Attention struggles.
The Role of Grief and Guilt
The Need for Acknowledgement and Parent Approval; Building blocks for self-efficacy
How the wrong kinds of Positivity Can Hurt Children.
Up until recently the most studied and effective treatments for childhood anxiety have been medication and Cognitive Behavioral Therapy. Both of those treatments, however effective have serious shortcomings. Long-term fixes from medication especially for young children, are hampered in part because their use is not universally accepted as safe by parents. Cognitive Behavioral Therapy requires a professional and a child who is at least nominally receptive to treatment, willing to engage in change.
By it’s very nature, a child’s anxiety becomes a relational family system problem. Parents are wired to protect and help their children regulate.
When mammal babies are threatened they don’t look to fight off the danger, they signal the parent or caregiver for protection and regulation. This is a critical bio-neurological loop of attunement between parents and their children.
In the case of anxiety disorder as opposed to real and imminent danger, when a parent accommodates a repetitive anxious behavior, he/she is sending the signal that the danger is real. This expands the child’s sense of insecurity and lessens the opportunities for the development of resilience.
The threat response disorder highjacks the system INCLUDING THE PARENT’s. We’re wired to protect and soothe and help regulate. But since our systems are hooked to the child’s disregulation, ours becomes disrupted as well. And we seek to soothe ourselves instead of healing the child.
Since the secondary language of childhood anxiety includes verbal and physical resistance, anger, swearing hitting etc. it’s easy to understand the need for parent training in order to avoid the pitfalls of over-reacting to those behaviors.
Without training most parents will be at an increased risk for feeling rejected by their own children, and will re experience their own childhood, feeling rejected or not fully seen by their parents. This is the meaning of getting re-triggered
Parent training and engaging in some therapy or personal growth work is critical and probably number 1 on the list of first steps to healing one’s child.
We understand perhaps now more than ever, that humans are wired for connection. Whether we identify as introverted or extraverted we need each other. Feeling the protection of others, our family, our tribe, and our community holds important survival benefits. Those on the Autism Spectrum (ASD) have a primary struggle with social communication, both receiving and sending. No matter what other strengths someone on the autism spectrum may have, struggling to connect (in neurotypical ways) has significant and potentially traumatic consequences. An ever- present feeling of being the outsider, getting shunned, insulted and rejected is a terribly consequential wound. It’s the very definition of trauma in the making. In this NPR article, Autism Spectrum Diagnosis Helped Comic Hannah Gadsby ‘Be Kinder’ To Herself, the Australian comic describes how stand up comedy helps her through the struggle to connect.
“People on the spectrum … sort of feel like an alien being dropped in from outer space, and you can’t quite connect properly,” she says. “Being on stage and making a room full of people laugh, felt like a connection I hadn’t been able to establish in any other environment.”
“I was getting a lot of things wrong, and the most difficult was my interpersonal life, because on stage in interviews, the boundaries and the rules of engagement are very clear. But once you step out of these things and you’re talking to people, you’re building relationships with people, there’s so much more uncertainty, and I don’t read the room nearly as well. I’ve spent my whole life really trying to study the room — that is one of my one of my special subjects. So in many ways I appear very good at being social. But it’s an incredibly exhausting process for me. So when I was diagnosed, it just gave me permission to be kinder to myself…”
In my new and upcoming book “A Light Within My Dyslexia” I write in the afterword and directly to kids:
“Everyone has a learning profile. It means we all have some strengths. Some are obvious and some are hidden. Having a learning profile also means we have areas that don’t come easily for us, are hard. Put these two things together and call them strengths and weaknesses, or strengths and challenges. I like to think of them as rockets and rocks.
Rockets are the things that help you rise up. They’re parts of you that give you a feeling of strength. Rocks on the other hand, can get in the way.
If your rocks, your struggles, are big enough especially when you’re going uphill, we sometimes feel defeated. Our rocks can seem like quite the obstacle. But they can be useful in the long run.
Everyone has some rockets and some rocks.”
As I have learned over the years, those of us who are more neurotypical have plenty of lessons we can learn from those with ASD. Curiosity, respect and compassion to name a few.
At Evoke Therapy Programs we are operationalizing this compassion and respect with a unique integration of Universal Design for Learning with mental health therapy for teens and young adults.
My friend Dr.Brad Reedy describes good therapy or a good therapist as a place where you get to find yourself, and as part of that process, as the messy parts of you come into view, you find that your therapist simply nods their head as if to say, “it’s ok, you’re ok” and “this is part of being human, fallible.” This is true in an ideal sense of any other trusted relationship; teacher, partner, parent. By acknowledging and accepting a child’s feelings and perceptions of their struggles and the parts that feel like failures, a child is more able and willing to see their core gifts and strengths. This only means giving them understanding and a listening ear. It doesn’t mean that you have to agree or disagree with how they see their challenges, only that you hear them, that you get what they are saying. It means not moving too quickly from listening to fixing mode or smoothing out the rough edges by attempting to “put a positive spin” on whatever it is. Reframing can come later, but not first.
When children have struggles in school, do you as a parent want a teacher that’s a gifted technician of educational approaches but with little relationship skills and lacking that accepting and forgiving way? Or would you rather your child have a less skillful technician but blessed with relational excellence and who can give your child that “glance of mercy” that sees all sides of your child and says “you’re ok?”
Mostly what children need to start working through difficulties is to have a parent or a trusted someone really listen. Even when a child works with a clinically sophisticated therapist, no matter what technique or approach is used, the most important part is the listening. Listening in a way that makes it safe for the child to be in distress, to feel badly and to be able to show one’s self, messy parts included. A parent must have a self that’s able to bear their child’s struggles without taking it personally. For a deeper dive into the wisdom of this I highly recommend my friend and colleague Brad Reedy’s work and notably his books, “The Journey of the Heroic Parent” and his latest “The Audacity to Be You”
In my upcoming children’s book “A Light Within My Dyslexia” two characters sit as one of them cries after a tough day in school. Beaver shows us that listening is all we really need. Not advice or even “cheering up.”
“When Beaver sat down next to her, she was crying softly. She was upset about her day in school. She told him about misplacing her homework, losing her place several times during class reading time, and how her teacher assumed she hadn’t studied enough because she only got 9 out of 20 correct on the spelling test… …Beaver didn’t try and solve her problems. He couldn’t. And he didn’t attempt to say something to cheer her up right away. He’d learned from his own life that when he was feeling down or frustrated about school, he really didn’t want his mom to try and cheer him up. He just wanted her to listen and be there next to him. So he sat there beside Sherry and nodded his head while she spoke. After a few minutes he gently put his arm around her shoulders and she didn’t seem to mind. They sat in silence for a few minutes, watching the passing birds overhead. They heard the buzz of a few bees. Beaver noticed that the sun was moving lower in the sky and towards the horizon. The air had cooled slightly. Sherry’s tears dried up and her mood seemed lighter, less sad.”
Please also see my first children’s book, “A Light Within” aimed at helping younger kids through anxiety.
Women like this one, a local Chola Cuencana, have strong backs, bending and bent. Years of collecting what they can, and what they need.
There is no “gift” of poverty. But living in a developing country like Ecuador, even in our beautiful modern city of Cuenca, it’s obvious that materials for building, clothing, and sources of food, are not taken for granted. Recycling is a way of life for most. There’s a sensibility especially among the many hard working poor, that “stuff” isn’t to be taken for granted and that the ebb and flow of earth’s resources is valued. Very little is wasted. This woman in the video is collecting earth-scraps and the shedding bark of the eucalyptus. And right at the end you can see the ever-present blue face mask (off her nose).
…of Ecuador. And one of the parts of this city we love is the mixing of modern urban and and rural countryside culture. Here on my walk to the very modern Mall del Rio, I encountered some of the more laid back ‘citizens.’
I’ve been thinking about this question because I’ve had them, joy and moments of happiness. Even as I’ve watched personal and collective fear take hold because of the virus, I still experience small and longer periods of time when things are, and I am fine, even good-ish. Of course I have relatives and friends who are on some of the front lines (love to niece Randie Scondotto Shapiro and like-family Kendall Rookey). And I know people who are losing jobs and security and more. I really get that ….. I read the news and am quite aware that these struggles and darkness are real, all over the world. So what’s up with moments of happiness and even gratitude?
Two caveats: 1. While this may sound somewhat analytical and while it does come from some reflection, these thoughts are also as a result of feeling other’s struggles and the world wide fear on a deeper level than ever before, not just cerebral. The other day I listened to a podcast by a longtime respected western teacher of meditation Sylvia Boorstein. And her insights, commentary and laughter helped integrate some of my impressions.
2. While this may sound like I know what’s true for others, it’s not and I don’t. The only thing I can say for certain is that occasionally I feel what’s right for me. I hope that if anything I share is valuable to anyone else; it’s reason enough to share.
So, Is it disingenuous to even ask the title question? People are struggling all over the world and most of us have never experienced this level of uncertainty anxiety and universal imbalance. It feels like the economic, relational and political turmoil this pandemic has exposed would blot out any semblance of personal joy.
My current take on the question is that we can absolutely experience happiness gratitude and even joy in the midst of this turmoil. And as many others have said, it’s kind of necessary to strengthen our psychic and physical immune systems.
But how do you get to that place in this incredibly challenging time? This isn’t some lovey dovey pie in the sky attempt at positivity.
We’re often tricked by the things we hear and read; that it’s a simple thing to “choose joy over fear” or the proverbial ‘glass half full or half empty’ metaphor. But especially these days, it’s not simply a matter of choosing. Or maybe it is, but it takes work too and that choosing is more possible and real only as a result of not blocking the feelings that are sad, dark and challenging. Happiness and sadness or even moments of despair come upon us like waves when we least expect it. We sometimes have to ‘let it be’ as Lennon and McCartney said.
I’m starting to see (as many of you do) that there’s been an increase in generosity. Even though there’s plenty of crappy behavior out there, we’ve also seen the ‘better angels’ surfacing as well. People, non profits and for profit companies are giving giving services and resources away or at greatly discounted prices. Symphonies, plays, art work and operas are being offered online for free! If people have information that’s helpful to the greater good they’re sharing it instead of hoarding. I have given away my book A Light Within. Others are doing the same thing and discounting prices, not out of some marketing strategy but out of a sense of “we’re in this together.”
These are some of the things that can give us pause and the kind of connection worthy of joy and happiness. Don’t you think?
If you practice something call ‘radical realism, which includes seeing even the darkest aspects of life, it can ultimately lead to a fullness, and a sense of appreciation and gratitude. Perhaps all of us, especially us boomers and those older, are seeing the end of this life more viscerally than ever before. Many of us are having moments of sensing our own mortality that sometimes gives rise to a fear of death, or at least a clarity of the certainty of earthly death. And yet that can give rise to knowing more than ever before, the preciousness of our lives and the priority of love and relationships. Many of us are reconnecting with family members and friends with this appreciation.
When we look to our neighbor and ask how they’re doing or if they need anything, there is a growing sense that we really are in this together and that the things we used to look past far too often, the connections and (the genuine care) are coming back into sharper focus. Our individual and collective attentions can be less and less focused on the petty judgments that usually take up psychic space, and more on things that matter.
It’s not that the drama and heaviness aren’t exceedingly real. But when we allow the happiness moments in, we understand that we’re allowed to feel that too. In fact in it lies our capacity to find solutions and so much more.
On an online support page for parents with children with dyslexia, one mom wrote in and shared a touching letter that her daughter had “written to God.” In it the girl wrote of her shame of being different, “not normal.” She pleaded with God to make her the same as everyone else.
Nearly all of the well-meaning advice from other parents were aimed at changing this little girl’s feelings and thinking by convincing her that “she is perfect” or that “her learning difference is really her superpower.” Tragically these attempts to “make the child feel better” can short-circuit and interrupt real healing opportunities. Here was my response to the mom:
“My advice is quite different from what you’re reading here and I want to express it tenderly and with compassion for both you and your daughter and the many folks who are offering different well-intentioned suggestions that amount to “correcting her feelings and thoughts.
When your daughter or any child writes such a vulnerable letter to God it’s important NOT to immediately try and convince her that her thinking and feelings are wrong. When she feels so very broken, telling her that the conditions that led to her very real feelings of hurt and self doubt are really “gifts” or “a superpower” can further drive her wounding down, hidden away (only to resurface later and in different forms). That’s when trauma turns inward from legitimate pain. Believe me I totally understand the desire to protect our children and to try and help them reframe struggle into triumph. But educational trauma is a vey real thing. Our attempts to help our kids feel better is often a result of our own struggle and uncomfortableness with their pain.
It’s important that her feelings are allowed to be validated; and to hold space for them as a parent is difficult. The most psychologically damaging habit we as parents can do with our kids is to try and convince them their feelings are wrong. It’s a slower process but more beneficial to first acknowledge her thoughts and feelings of pain, frustration and of imperfection or “not being good enough.” The most important first step is simply allow the child to have the space and relationship to express the hurt. Later, one can share compassion and empathy with stories from our own lives where we felt some similar things. Messages of positivity or even examples of great and truly creative thinkers with learning differences can’t fit where’s there’s no psychological room. Timing is everything.”
Only then do we stand a chance of helping children reframe struggle and real challenge and experiences with an ill-equipped or insensitive school system towards resiliency and hope and self-worth.
Years ago a study examined the traits of successful adults who also had Learning Disabilities. One of the traits was “self-awareness,” which was described as being aware of the realities of the struggle without over-identifying with them and the diagnosis. You can’t supersede one for the other with children.
I’ve heard it said that life is made up of individual moments and those that connect in waves. I’ve started using my old iPhone 6s and with clunky hand-held-ness to capture scenes here and there. Not sure if these will hold any interest but I hope so. Maybe a life’s moment in Cuenca will spark something in someone else’s.
Growing up in Brooklyn and NYC shoeshiners were always around in subways. As a kid I always thought of them as in the province of businessmen who seemed fancy or sophisticated. Or, maybe they were for the WW2 generation. Guys like my dad, working guys who’d occasionally get one, though more likely they’d shine and buff at home.
Here in Cuenca young kids are often trying to earn some coins shining shoes. They populate some of the downtown parks.
In my neighborhood and in this quick vid, there’s always one or two regular shoeshine guys at the mercado de veinte siete de febrero, my local open air market. They charge the usual going rate of 50cents. This guys has some classic skills. I’ve used him.