Bare feet, cherry chaos, ascended masters, underwear on my head and the unexpected open pages from the book of me! A Little Hello from Me Well... I think we’ve reached the peak of 2026, haven’t we? What a climb it has been. I wonder how many of us are looking forward to reaching the other side of this year and seeing what the view looks like from there. But enough about the year... What a week! From DIY projects, exploring the pages of ‘the book of me’ (including a chapter I

🌻 A Little Hello From Me Well... What a week that was, and here we are already. Where do I begin? Actually, I’m not entirely sure whether I lived it, dreamed it, or was briefly abducted by aliens and returned somewhere around Thursday afternoon. There has been numerology, Reiki precepts, upcycling adventures, Substack victories, rain, readings, chakra conversations, hologram unicorns (yes, really), and to top it all... A surprise facial hair development. More on that later.

Downloads, white jeans & a bicycle with no instructions 🌻 A Little Hello from Me Well… what a week that was! Aren’t they all LOL. If someone had told me last Monday that by the weekend I’d be receiving mysterious downloads involving tall ships, faraway lands and a bicycle, whilst simultaneously discovering I’d forgotten a reading exchange from last summer and was apparently living inside something called a Mirror Cycle…, (well I will be in 2032)😊 I’d have suggested they eas

Two Broken Nails, A Chemical Burn and a Snakeskin Apparently June arrived without reading the welcome pack. 🌻 A Little Hello from Me Well... June has arrived hasn’t it? Not gracefully. Not quietly. And certainly not according to any plan I may have had. Before I go any further, let's review the evidence. In the space of one week, I have acquired: • A chemical burn from attempting to remove a badger stripe. • Two broken nails. (A tragedy only fully understood by women.) • A l

The Week of the Monkey, the Bees… and a Cheesecake Crisis When life declutters your drawers, your scalp protests, and your dessert questions its entire existence… Well, this wasn’t a quiet week… it just pretended to be. 🌻 A Little Hello from Me A week that began with a Universal 6-day, full of gratitude… and 15 beautiful souls (1+5=6, we love a bit of number magic) stepping into Day One of ‘Five Minutes Per Day, For Five Days’ as we journeyed gently back to self. And what a

Out of Sync… or Secretly Aligning? When the week wobbles, but something deeper is quietly finding its rhythm… Sometimes the chaos isn’t chaos at all… it’s a recalibration. 🌻 A Little Hello from Me Well, what a week that was. Monday I asked for help from Master Hilarion – and received. Brilliant. Tuesday brought kitchen delights – Apple Balls (yes, really) and an ever-so-slight preoccupation with the number 3… which, if I’m honest, lingered and lurked all week. Wednesday came

Raspberries, revelations & the universe refusing to let me have a quiet week… 🌻 A Little Hello from Me Well, what a week that was. Monday 4th – is it just me or does that seem about six months ago already? It was a funny old day. I didn’t really feel the Universal 1 energy at first, nor my personal day 4 for that matter. Usually, a 1 day arrives with a trumpet fanfare and a clipboard full of ‘new beginnings,’ but this one kicked off with chaos and vinegar fumes. The morning

Two Weeks, Too Much! Land’s End and back again — cream teas, singing bowls, seashells, crystals, and one very suspicious soldier in a tree… And no… you didn’t accidentally sleep through last week’s newsletter. I simply didn’t write one. Between travelling, family visits, and what can only be described as a logistical obstacle course with wheels, wings, and questionable transport decisions, Weekly Whispers had to take a back seat. And what a back seat it was… 🌻 Where on earth

Synchronicity, Sceptics & Seat Number 11 – Not to mention frosty endings. A week of uncanny coincidences, sceptical AI debates, resurrected yoga poses… and one devastating Bulgarian frost A quiet moment, a cup of coffee, and a glance at the numbers…Welcome to Weekly Whispers — where life, laughter and a little numerology meet.Let’s see what the week has been whispering. 🌻 A Little Hello from Me Well, what a week that was. It began on Monday (6th) with me travelling across Bu

Synchronicity, Sceptics & Seat Number 11 – Not to mention frosty endings. A week of uncanny coincidences, sceptical AI debates, resurrected yoga poses… and one devastating Bulgarian frost A quiet moment, a cup of coffee, and a glance at the numbers…Welcome to Weekly Whispers — where life, laughter and a little numerology meet.Let’s see what the week has been whispering. 🌻 A Little Hello from Me Well, what a week that was. It began on Monday (6th) with me travelling across Bu

Grey Matter Rations: Coffee and Codes. A quiet moment, a cup of coffee, and a glance at the numbers…Welcome to Weekly Whispers — where life, laughter and a little numerology meet. Let’s see what the week has been whispering. 🌻 A Little Hello from Me Let’s begin with a whistle-stop tour of my week - and OMG what a week it’s been. It began Monday, when 1, 4 & 7 put in an appearance. I felt little choice with a poke like that from the universe, so I wrote myself an action list

I Nearly Lost My Facebook Account This Week What a scam message, post-menopausal memory loss, and the changing face of social media taught me about protecting my energy online. When Social Becomes Unsocial ‘ This week I nearly handed my Facebook account to a scammer… accidentally saving myself by giving them the wrong password.’ It's so true... I genuinely nearly lost my Facebook account. Or at least, that’s what the rather official-looking message in my inbox told me. App

23 – 29 March 2026 Well… where do I even begin? Apparently, my week began around Friday 20th, at least according to my journal. Anything before that is a bit like trying to remember what you had for dinner three Tuesdays ago — foggy, suspicious, and probably irrelevant. I’ll be honest with you. This personal month 7 energy has been doing its usual trick of turning me into a slightly withdrawn, mildly philosophical hermit. You know the type… wandering arou

Where real life meets the wisdom of numbers… gentle guidance, a wink from the universe, and the occasional cheeky nudge you didn’t know you needed. This week: tech hiccups, chakra magic, and yes… finally, hitting that elusive stone-below weight!