Let It Go, Let It Flow… and Pass the Bikini! 11,000 steps, expired suet, flavour fatigue, a little September anxiety… and the week I finally wore a bikini. Yes. You read that correctly. 🌻 As always, a little ‘Hello’ from Me Well… Monday. Universal Day 8. And I don't know how closely you all work with your daily number energies, but Monday surprised me. I had what I thought was an incredible idea. So naturally, I tested it in the Passport Lounge. Amazingly, several of the lad

Apparently the Universe has decided it’s time I got my act together. Well, here we are. A week of New Beginnings, Bad Prawns & a Mug Cake. And is it just me, or are the weeks flying by? So fast that I’m not sure I’ve even done very much worth talking about this week, And yet, looking back, quite a lot seems to have happened. It was one of those weeks where the big stuff and the ridiculous stuff somehow sat side by side. There was Reiki, a health reset, a mystery message I cou

Messy Days and Mindful Ways - Dogs, discs, gratitude, an abundance of plums… and the week that reminded me that sometimes the Universe has a very odd sense of humour. A Little Hello from Me, and where shall we begin? Well… Only Monday I really should start a little section called ‘Scooby’s Contribution to this Week’s Newsletter’, because honestly, that dog is beginning to earn his own column. Honestly, this stray puppy knew what he was doing when he chose us. Last week, I t

Grow, Flow…, and Mind the Sofa! A different kind of sofa-surfing, Lionsgate, grow and flow, cat attacks, and why August isn’t asking politely. 🌻 A Little Hello from Me, and where shall we begin? I know I always say, ‘it’s been one of those weeks’, but it truly has. Honestly, one of those weeks…, you know the sort I mean, You wake up thinking you’ll have a productive Monday, and by teatime you’ve disagreed with Artificial Intelligence, held a heart-to- heart with your dog, qu

When the numbers get it wrong… (Or Do They?) Dog Beds, drenched cars, dodgy stomachs, the Passport Office opens… and why August might just be your fresh start. 🌻 A Little Hello from Me. Have you ever looked at your diary on a Monday and thought, ‘I’ve got this week nailed’…, only to find by Wednesday you’re wearing a dog bed as a hat? No? Just me then, LOL. Welcome to my week! 😊 😊 Monday began carrying what looked like powerhouse energy. Honestly, I was excited :) Universa

Passports, Passport Lounges, Tiger Balm, and a Shopping List Full of Ascended Masters From rabbit holes to passport control… and discovering that Summer doesn't always feel like Summer. 🌻 A Little Hello from Me Last week..., oh boy, what a week.. Monday arrived wearing the wrong coat…, and to be honest, I don’t think Tuesday fitted much better either.. A Personal Day 6 wrapped itself around a Universal Day 3 and, whilst the Universe seemed intent on encouraging fun and light

Passports, rancid bacon and out of sync numbers Heavy hearts, double rainbows, silver bloomers and the birth of a passport. Just another ordinary week in the life of a numerologist. 🌻 A Little Hello from Me Here I am, by the skin of my loose teeth. I wouldn’t be fibbing if I said five minutes ago I was ready to throw the towel in on this week of oppressive weather and my equally oppressive mood. The week began off kilter when the Universal Day 5 and my personal Day 8, insist

Wasps, Weddings, wheelbarrows of furniture and a mountain of cherries. Synchronised conversations and a passport to travel. Numerology@FourSeasons Jul 06, 2026 🌻 A Little Hello from Me Well, what a week that was! We’re halfway through 2026 already (how did that happen?), and if the first week of July is anything to go by, the second half of the year has clearly decided to hit the ground running. There were wasps, weddings, wheelbarrows of furniture, mountains of cherries, sy

A week of endings, beginnings, rusty bells, and unexpected revelations 🌻 A Little Hello from Me. Where shall I begin? Because honestly… I’m not entirely sure where last week began and ended. It appears someone pressed the ‘random adventure’ button and forgot to turn it off. Monday started with — dare I mention them again — ‘cherries’. Yes, the cherry saga continues. Day 3. Only eleven more days to go! Then there was the small matter of the hair in my nib. Yes, you read that

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