Last night in Zagreb was awesome! About 100 visitors and a very cool atmosphere. It seems the book attracts more people than I expected. Of course, hugs and kisses werre flying around – after all, I See You is a book about love!
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“”This is not just another book on autism. In it, there are no solutions, no conclusions. It was not written by a virtuous author, but by life. In my life I have written many contracts, letters and all kinds of irrelevant things. They might have meant something at the moment, but they will leave no trace in time. Life wrote this book, and it will certainly leave a trace. A trace we have been following from the beginning, guided by John’s epistle:
“For this is the message which you have heard from the beginning, that we should love one another” (John 3:11)
I feel a bit like a hypocrite writing about love, for I wasn’t worthy of its mysteries, and even today, as a porter at the City of Angels, I am sometimes not worthy of the path I have chosen. I spent most of my life dreaming of fake grandeur, engraving in gold the titles on my rotting business cards. I was a Beast frantically chasing food, which was never able to fill the endless pit of arrogance. I took credit for other people’s work and renounced failures; I even bore false witness about them. Was I a bad person? No, I wasn’t, but I was also not a good one. Those are not categories fit to describe a beast’s life. I was simply a Beast.
I am almost sure my crazy ambition and hunger for success present easy targets for unholy wickedness and that my life probably would have been filled with beastliness had the light of an angel not come into my life. Vito is an unusual boy who does not speak at four and one-half years of age and who suffers from an autism spectrum disorder. Vito has autism. I was afraid of these words for a very long time. They terrified me, to be more precise. I saw his autism as the biggest punishment. The cognition of autism scared me; I denied its existence for a long time. But for me, cognition of autism has also meant cognition of life, of the diversity and the multitude of ways of living, of the perfect divine love hidden far behind the icy fangs of autism.”