In memory of Dr Dinah Murray, 27 May 1946 – 7 July 2021.
Today marks five years since Dinah Murray died. Dinah was the Autistic researcher who, alongside her neighbour Jeanette Buirski, coined the term monotropism. Dinah Murray went on to write the original paper Attention, monotropism and the diagnostic criteria for autism (2005) with Mike Lesser and Wenn Lawson.
Through my wonderful conversations with her son, Fergus Murray, and my work on monotropism.org with them, I have discovered we have lots of shared interests and passions – not only about autism advocacy and human rights, but Dinah also loved nature, especially mushrooms, and she was a keen photographer.
In her final years, living in Dalgety Bay, Scotland, she spent her days studying lichens and mushrooms, finding endless fascination in the quiet, often overlooked textures of the natural world (Guardian, 2021). It feels fitting that this piece begins and ends with her, and with a plant that lives its whole life through exactly the kind of fungal network she loved to dive into and photograph. It felt right, too, to weave in the theory of monotropism that she helped bring into the world. The theory of monotropism continues to transform so many lives, giving people a better sense of who they are, and it keeps growing through the community research constantly being undertaken and shared which we collate on monotropism.org.
The theory of monotropism is connected to something at the very core of who I am, and of how I understand everyone and everything around me. I identify as a deeply monotropic person. She has profoundly transformed my understanding of my own life and given me words I never had for all my monotropic ways of being and experiencing the world, and her work continues to transform our communities and wider networks.
“Attention without feeling is only a report.”
— Mary Oliver, Upstream (2016)
Monotropa Uniflora
There is a plant that grows only in the deepest, darkest parts of the moist forests throughout North America, Latin America, and East Asia. It emerges after rain, ghostlike, from the leaf litter, pale and translucent, white as bone, carrying no green at all. It does not reach toward the light, and it cannot photosynthesise; instead, it draws everything it needs from the hidden mycelial networks of fungi threading through the soil beneath the trees, nourishing itself entirely from connections that are invisible to us above the ground (Foster, 2024).
Its name is Monotropa uniflora.
In Latin and Greek: one turn, one flower.
The same root as monotropism.
The same tropos.
Carl Linnaeus classified the plant as Monotropa uniflora in 1753. “Monotropa” is Greek for “one turn,” and it is a reference to the arched stem that supports the flower, and “uniflora” means “one-flowered” in Latin. It doesn’t need light to grow; it thrives in depth and in shadow, in the quiet, overlooked, in-between places of the forest floor. People have called it the Ghost Plant and the Ghost Pipe because of its appearance and its ability to thrive where other plants cannot. It resonates with me in both its strength and its weirdness as an Autistic person, qualities that might also have resonated with the poet Emily Dickinson, who called it her “preferred flower of life“.

Dickinson and the Ghost Pipe
It is reported that Emily Dickinson first encountered Monotropa uniflora as a child, pulling it from the forest floor in Amherst. She was an amateur botanist who studied plants at Amherst Academy and Mount Holyoke Female Seminary, assembling more than 400 plant specimens in books that now reside in Harvard’s Houghton Library, including Monotropa uniflora (Foster, 2024). She attended to each specimen with the deep, sustained, joyful attention that many monotropic people will recognise, one of total absorption, with great care, and a sense of wonder and awe that never diminished, no matter how much she studied (Popova, 2023).
In the autumn of 1882, Dickinson received a surprise painting of the Ghost Pipe (Monotropa uniflora), from her friend Mabel Loomis Todd. Dickinson wrote back immediately:
“That without suspecting it you should send me the preferred flower of life, seems almost supernatural, and the sweet glee that I felt at meeting it, I could confide to none — I still cherish the clutch with which I bore it from the ground when a wondering child, an unearthly booty, and maturity only enhances the mystery, never decreases it.” (Emily Dickinson Museum, 1882)
(I am not sure of copyright to embed the image in this blog, but please take a look here in the Emily Dickinson Museum ).
Eight years later, when Todd edited and published the first posthumous collection of Dickinson’s poems, she placed the same painting of the Ghost Pipe on the cover.
Three years before that letter, in 1879, Dickinson had already written a poem about the plant (Emily Dickinson Archives):
‘Tis whiter than an Indian Pipe –
‘Tis dimmer than a Lace –
No stature has it, like a Fog
When you approach the place –
Not any voice imply it here –
Or intimate it there –
A spirit – how doth it accost –
What function hath the Air?
This limitless Hyperbole
Each one of us shall be –
‘Tis Drama – if Hypothesis
It be not Tragedy –’Tis whiter than an Indian Pipe –
Poem, ca. 1879
Amherst College Archives & Special Collections
Emily Dickinson

People continue to debate what the “it” in the poem refers to, is it spirit, death, life itself, or all of it? Perhaps it is something many of us as Autistic people recognise, the thing that is deeply present, real, and nourishing, yet invisible to those who do not know how to look for it or how to relate to it. The quality of presence that the world persistently mistakes for absence, the inner life that runs deeper than it appears from the outside?
The way the Monotropa uniflora blackens and wilts, dissolving back into the earth, the moment it is touched all feels very relatable to me and how I am at times, just wanting to hide in the dark and be left alone but also thriving in often unexpected ways. Or maybe it’s just me who relates in this way? Either way, the Monotropa uniflora is not a tragedy, and neither are we as Autistic people. We can thrive when the environment meets our needs, even if that environment may not be what people expect it to be!
A Monotropic Life
It feels to me that Emily Dickinson lived her life somewhat monotropically, though she never had that word back then. She spent most of her adult life within her family home, rarely venturing out, conducting her richest relationships through letters, attending to her interests with an intensity that those around her often found excessive, weird or strange, perhaps also relatable for many of us?! Her attention tunnelled, her focus pooled as she moved through the world, pulled in by her interests, with her whole self given over to what she was attending to, which I feel is evident through all her work and my own sensory way of being.
We shouldn’t claim that Dickinson was Autistic, but her way of being in the world resonates deeply for me, much like that of Virginia Woolf and Sylvia Plath, writers often seen as different, as not fitting in, whose work seems to capture something of what it is to be Autistic before they had the term and certainly before women were identified as Autistic. They speak of the isolation that so often comes with not being really understood, and also the joy of being able to immerse yourself fully in your passions and sensory self as a way to sustain life, to survive. They write about a deep presence and connection with the world around them, feeling everything sensorily, intensely, and being deeply empathetic.
Woolf herself wrote of a mind she called androgynous, the mind most “resonant and porous… naturally creative, incandescent and undivided” (Woolf, 1929, as cited in Popova, 2021). That porousness, that undivided quality, is something many Autistic people may recognise too, not a mind guarded and compartmentalised, but something more fluid, always connecting, seeking patterns, transforming, morphing and adapting.
Many people call Monotropa uniflora a perfect flower, it holds both stamen and pistil, both what has been called “male” and “female,” in the one bloom, needing no other to complete it, which feels like more than coincidence (Popova, 2021). It is a plant that refuses to be binary at the root of its being, in the same way it refuses to draw its nourishment from sunlight, the way other plants are expected to. It is non-binary, and yet still deeply, richly connected and interdependent with everything around it through the hidden web of nourishment from beneath the ground. For those of us who are Autistic, otherwise neurodivergent or disabled, those who may also be queer, trans, or non-binary in how we understand our own identity, this may feel like a plant that was never trying to fit in to start with, it thrives in its difference, weirdness and uniqueness, a bit like us.
From the outside, Emily Dickinson’s life may have looked reclusive and withdrawn, but from the letters, the poems, and the extensive herbarium with its 400 pressed plants, each attended to with such care, I think it was extraordinarily full, in a way that held meaning for her and brought great joy. This perhaps gives some validity to the way many people may feel and experience their lives still today, especially if you are Autistic/ AuDHD and monotropic and are able to get into those lovely monotropic flow states.
Dinah Murray, Monotropism & Monotropa Uniflora
Sadly, Dinah Murray died in 7th July 2021, 5 years to the day I am writing this. The poet Kate Fox, who had interviewed Dinah in her flat in Dalgety Bay just a month before she died, wrote a poem to read at her memorial service and titled it Monotropa Uniflora (Fox, 2021).
“The first two lines were from a poem Dinah wrote as a girl. The title is a type of fungus (ish) species that her friend Joan McDonald said at the memorial service she was delighted to discover existed, given her pioneering work on the monotropic theory of autism” (Fox, 2021).
In their interview, Dinah described her life not as a career but as a mission:
“About justice and fairness and living in a fair world. I haven’t really ever had a career, I’ve had a mission. And I think I’ve accomplished my mission basically.”
(Dinah Murray quoted in Fox, 2021)
Like Monotropa uniflora, Dinah Murray’s work continues to nourish us through mycelial-like networks of care: through the people she supported, the papers she wrote, the theory of monotropism she brought into the world, and the community she helped build.
The Mycelial Network of Care
The secret of the Monotropa uniflora’s survival is almost magical: its roots entwine with underground fungal networks, mycorrhizal hyphae from fungi in the Russulaceae family, that are themselves connected to the root systems of nearby trees. The Monotropa uniflora takes sugar and nutrients from this fungal web, thriving through a form of nourishment that is hidden, indirect, and entirely dependent on the richness of the network beneath the surface (Foster, 2024; Popova, 2023).
In my Mossy Minds and Monotropism (2025) piece, I was thinking about the monotropic bodymind as porous and mycelial-like, deeply interconnected, and often thriving in the margins and liminal spaces. This is where my DEEP framework (Dynamic, Embodied, Ecological, Political), inspired by Damian Milton’s work on the Double Empathy Problem (2012), feels most relevant here from an Autistic perspective, as it also resonates with my own way of being.
The Monotropa uniflora is Dynamic, changing form and behaviour depending on what the network around it provides, rather than following one single fixed way of being. It is Embodied, entirely dependent on its relationship with soil, fungus, and roots sustaining it. It is Ecological, existing only because of its place within a wider mycelial web of mutual inter-dependence, and it could also be thought of as Political, because a world that only values what performs visibly in the light, what photosynthesises and produces on demand, is often misread and has been called weird or spooky.
The Monotropa uniflora feels like one of the most perfect botanical expressions of being monotropic for me. It prefers the dark; it goes deep, and it is held by the mycelial network of care, which, for me, being part of our Autistic community, I am certain I could not survive otherwise.
Like Monotropa uniflora, many Autistic people have learned to adapt and morph to survive; we have had to find ways to nourish ourselves through mutual aid networks and grass roots projects as society just isn’t meeting our needs. I thrive in the deep shade of my forest-themed den with my blackout blinds drawn day and night. My mycelial network is online, on the World Wide Web rather than the Wood Wide Web. I live amongst the many neurodivergent spaces I am so grateful to be a part of, that keep me nourished and sustain me across the Autistic Rhizome.
“Energy is only transformed, never gone”
“Attention without feeling is only a report,” Mary Oliver wrote (2016). When Dickinson called the Ghost Pipe (Monotropa uniflora) “the preferred flower of life,” I don’t think she was only naming a plant she’d loved since childhood. I think she was naming a way of loving, a way of embracing the kind of monotropic attention that finds its nourishment not in what is easily seen, but in what is deeply felt. Something that, for many of us, may also reflect our Autistic ways of being, at least, it does for me.
On this anniversary of her death, five years on, I want to close with the words the poet Kate Fox wrote for Dinah’s memorial, in a poem she titled after the Monotropa uniflora
Your interests carry like spores
through the air
in fragments, in buds,
via mycelia-like networks
they are still there.
But you also knewenergy is only transformed, never gone
so when we remember your words
or act as you might do,
you, in all your power and passion
live on.
Energy, as Kate’s poem tells us, is only transformed, never gone. May Dinah’s legacy keep flowing, monotropically, through the communities of care she helped shape.
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