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Forget, Feel, Forgive
The gentle rhythm of neurodivergent self-care. A second night, and the twinge in my left side is back. Familiar now. Not dramatic, not alarming—just a quiet ache that reminds me I forgot the preventative paracetamol. Again. It’s strange how the body keeps score, even when the mind is busy with liturgies, logistics, and late-night thoughts.… Continue reading
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Angels in the Corners
A Neurodivergent Reflection for the Festival of St Michael and All Angels There are moments when the veil feels thin—when the ordinary becomes infused with something luminous. Years ago, during an aromatherapy massage in Belfast, I found myself in one of those moments. The room was quiet, the scent of lavender and bergamot hung in… Continue reading
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Heritage, Worship, and Shelter
Celebrating Celtic sites and launching a €1 brick appeal for Habitat Malawi—small gifts turning heritage into homes and hope. Continue reading
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Pilgrim, Platform, Synod
Early morning journey to diocesan synod—three trains, one tram, no agenda, but full heart. Autistic voice present in Church democracy. Continue reading
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Sacred Rhythms of Humility
Creation Speaks and Law Revives Psalm 19 greets us like an Irish dawn—each mountain and breeze declaring God’s handiwork. As someone on the autism spectrum and a dialysis patient, I find solace in repetition: the sunrise, the steady hum of the machine, the gentle lilt of birdsong. Like the psalmist, I delight in precepts that… Continue reading
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🕯️ Liturgical Meditation: Shaped, Known, Called
We are clay, shaped by mercy; known in mystery; called to costly love. God sees, forms, and sends us forth. Continue reading
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