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Beyond the Labels: My Journey to Neurodivergence - 3

Being neurodivergent means I live at thresholds most people don’t even notice. Between focus and distraction. Between fire and burnout. Between the comfort of routine and the chaos of change. For a long time, I thought those thresholds meant I was broken. Now, I see them as sacred ground — places where transformation happens.


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Hecate is the goddess of thresholds, crossroads, and choices. In her myths, she stands at the liminal places — not here, not there, but in between. That’s where her torches shine brightest.

Neurodivergence often feels the same. I live in spaces between — between conventional expectations and the way my brain actually works, between how the world wants me to perform and what my energy can sustain. For years I fought it. Now, I honor it.

Every threshold has its lessons. Hecate teaches that when you stand at the crossroads, you are not lost. You are choosing. You are transforming.


In my practice, the Five Virtues of Hecate — Compassion, Courage, Temperance, Justice, and Wisdom — serve as touchstones.


They don’t erase my neurodivergence; they help me live with it more fully:

  • Compassion reminds me to forgive myself for not fitting molds I was never meant to fit.

  • Courage helps me share my story openly, even when stigma is heavy.

  • Temperance calls me back from extremes and into balance.

  • Justice fuels my advocacy, especially for those who don’t have a voice.

  • Wisdom helps me see my neurodivergence not as a flaw, but as a way of perceiving the world differently — a gift in its own right.


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Just as I lean on sound therapy, meditation, and plant-based living for my well-being, I also bring those tools into ritual. My crystal bowls become both therapy and offering. My meditations become prayers at the crossroads. My vegan practice becomes a daily devotion to living cruelty-free, in alignment with compassion.


Neurodivergence doesn’t take me away from spirituality — it deepens it. It gives me more thresholds to cross, more shadows to explore, more wisdom to seek.


Through By Her Fires, I share these tools not just for myself, but for anyone standing at their own crossroads. My decks, writings, and classes are offerings of guidance. My support of the Blessing Box of Goldsboro is the practical side of devotion: compassion made visible. Support my work here.


Because living neurodivergent at the crossroads isn’t about choosing one path or the other. It’s about learning to carry the torch, light the way, and step forward with courage.


At the threshold, I walk with Hecate. My neurodivergence is not a barrier — it is the very place where the flame burns brightest.


BY HER FIRES


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