Kylie Cares. Connection and Coaching.

13/12/2025

Storms feel like a reset button for my nervous system.
A deep exhale.
A clean slate.
In one of the videos I took you can literally hear me.

I don’t know why they make me smile like an absolute idiot, but every storm feels like a quiet nod from the universe just for me 🌸💫

So here I am… as always.
Standing in the rain.
Listening to the sky drum its rhythm.
Watching the spectacular light show unfold.

Grateful heart wide open,
feet doing a tiny happy dance,
and my whole nervous system whispering thank you. ✨

11/12/2025

10/12/2025

The lunch room gasp when I am seen sitting at a table wearing a baggy white shirt…

It’s funny, anyone else could do it and no one would blink.
But I’ve somehow created my own “Eclectic Miss Ebony” standard without even trying. ✨

My Christmas headband had come off (it digs in when paired with my rainbow glasses), my face was still covered in gems and sparkle, and within minutes three different people asked:

“Miss Ebony… where is your colour?”

This was during my 10-minute snack/toilet break 🤣

So of course, being me… I launched into a full show-and-tell … revealing my hidden Christmas gnome pants from under the table, complete with song, dance, and possibly standing on a chair after the third question 🤣🤣🤣

And in that moment it hit me:

My splash of colour, my presence, my joy, my sparkle, is seen, felt, and recognised far more than I ever realise.

Not just by my students, but by the adults around me too.

We never truly know the quiet impact we’re making day to day.

Sometimes the smallest pieces of who we are, the colour we bring, the authenticity we embody, become the thing others rely on without even noticing.

So here’s to showing up in our own NeuroSparkly way,
to making a difference in the classroom and in the staff room,
and to reminding the world that joy, colour, and sparkle are deeply powerful forms of connection ✨💖

06/12/2025

Sometimes we don’t realise how much we’re shrinking… until we finally step out of the box we were never meant to fit in. 🌱✨

This little succulent planter was struggling inside. It wasn’t “dying,” but it definitely wasn’t thriving.
It was boxed in. Uncomfortable. Surviving, not growing.
Sound familiar for the NeuroSparkly among us?

I was nervous to move it outside. What if the change killed it?
But I took the risk… gave it fresh air, real sunlight, and daily care… and within weeks it doubled (almost tripled!) in size.
All because it finally had an environment that matched its needs.

As AuDHD humans, we’re so often taught to fit into everyone else’s expectations, routines, and social rules… squeezing ourselves into boxes that dim our sparkle.
But a safe, supportive environment isn’t a luxury… it’s what allows us to grow.

Imagine what could happen if we gave ourselves the same chance.
If we chose spaces full of unconditional love, understanding, and actual needs-based support.
If we allowed ourselves to step into the sunlight instead of shrinking in the shade.

Growth isn’t selfish.
Change isn’t failure.
And you are allowed… deeply allowed… to outgrow the places that can’t hold your sparkle. ✨🌱

06/12/2025

The sky always puts on a show for me. Appreciate the little things.

05/12/2025

I always find something to appreciate when I’m bare foot, calm, connected and watering my little patch.

03/12/2025

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30/11/2025

Some nights this view is for calm, grounding mindfulness … tonight it was for my own dance party 🤣💫✨
Balance is key 🔑
Kita Alexander 🎵 🎶

29/11/2025

The benefits of mindfulness ✨💫

29/11/2025

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25/11/2025

✨ The sensory shifts I’ve finally embraced as an adult… and wow, what a difference. ✨ I’m not weird … just wired differently. 🌸

As a trauma-informed Autism + ADHD coach who is also diagnosed, and a parent of my own beautiful NeuroSparkly teens, I’m forever learning, unlearning, and honouring the sensory needs I used to ignore.

Lately, I’ve been making tiny changes that have created huge waves of comfort and calm.

🌈 Shein tags… snip snip.
If you’ve ever bought from Shein, you know those tags deserve their own postcode. Loud. Scratchy. 5cm long.
95% of my rainbow wardrobe is from there, so scissors now live permanently in my bedroom. Because comfort matters. And so do I.

🩷 Sports bras… if you get it, you get it.
Sometimes the sensory ick hits so fast your whole body tightens. That’s not “being dramatic”… that’s a nervous system doing its best to communicate.

👃 And then I nuked my sense of smell.
New toilet spray + new plug-in scent = instant overwhelm.
My whole body went into agitation mode and it took me a moment to realise…
“Oh. This is sensory overload. I’d never do this to another NeuroSparkly person… why did I do it to myself?”

So I reintroduced both scents slowly, gently, just like I would for anyone else who needed time to acclimate.

🛏️ Then came the doona transformation…
A new doona cover turned my bed back into that warm, safe, weighted hug I needed.
And the best bit?
Mr 15 asked for new pillows. I found cooling ones… perfect for my hot-running sensory-seeking teen.

I politely suggested that if not all four needed to be cooling… maybe Mumma could adopt one too. 🥰
(He agreed. Absolute win.)

✨ Here’s the truth:
Honouring your sensory needs isn’t “extra.”
It isn’t “silly.”
It isn’t “high maintenance.”

It’s self-respect.
It’s nervous-system safety.
It’s allowing your NeuroSparkly self (or your child) to exist without unnecessary friction.

If you’re noticing new sensory needs emerging as an adult, or watching your kids discover theirs… you’re not alone.
You are seen. You are valid.
And you deserve comfort without explanation. ✨

23/11/2025

✨ Your Daily Pause Matters (More Than Any Fancy Holiday Ever Could) ✨

As a trauma-informed ADHD/ASD coach, I talk a lot about regulation…
But what I live is this:

Every evening, I step outside barefoot to water my garden.
Just me, the earth, the sky… and whatever chaos the neighbourhood decides to offer (burnouts included 🤣).

I feel the cool, wet grass under my feet.
I watch the clouds shift.
I track the birds as they fly overhead.
Sometimes I bounce along to music that helps my nervous system connect…
Other nights, I simply listen… to the birds, to my breath, to my body whispering, “thank you for slowing down.”

This is my daily reset.
My moment to process the day before it piles up.
My reminder that regulation doesn’t have to be complicated, expensive or Instagram-worthy.

✨ You don’t need a holiday to feel human again.
✨ You just need a moment that belongs entirely to you.

Find your version of barefoot-in-the-garden.
A small pause.
A breath.
A reconnection to your own spark.

Because when you build these tiny resets into your everyday life, you stop missing out on the present…
And start meeting yourself exactly where you are. 💛🌿✨