rift
A tear in the fabric—where reality bends and the unexpected slips through.
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Cathedrals, Containers, and the Unexpected Fit
A sensory-overwhelming IKEA trip becomes a quiet reflection on neurodivergence, structure, and the grace of unexpected, imperfect solutions. Continue reading
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🍓 The Quiet Joy of Scones and Strawberry Jam: A Mid-Morning Ritual
Three thirds of a scone, each crowned with strawberry jam, sat quietly on a floral plate—a small, sweet rebellion against the rush of the day. No grandeur, just comfort. A mid-morning ritual that asks nothing but presence. Continue reading
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🕊️ Welcome to Neurodivine
This is a space for the sacred and the strange. Here, the mind wanders through lucidity and fracture. The body aches, but speaks. Faith flickers in the margins. Myth echoes through memory. And somewhere in the rift—oddities bloom. I write from the crossroads of neurodivergence, chronic illness, and spiritual longing. From Ireland’s damp soil and Continue reading
NeuroDivine 