Reclaiming me
The Madhatters Tea party was a blast
Easter came and went a little differently this year.
I gave myself permission to be a full-time mother. Not only to my daughter, but to myself too. I’m learning, deeply, what it means to choose happiness. To dream again. To tend to the parts of me that need care, wonder, and space to grow.
Self-employment gives me that freedom. Yes, it impacts the bottom line when I step back, but there’s something far more valuable I gain in return: presence. When I focus on just one role, one rhythm, one way of being, I get to fully experience it. And in that presence, there is magic.
So we dedicated two whole weeks to cultivating it.
The seven-year-old and the almost fifty-year-old both got stuck in.
Doing my first cartwheel of the year - no one or item was hurt in the process…
Each day became its own little world of wonder-cartwheeling in open spaces, discovering fairy rings, writing letters to the fairies in our local area, earning brownie badges, and even meeting the Mad Hatter at Mother Shipton’s Cave.
That day, especially, felt like stepping into pure make-believe. And yet, it felt so real.
The moment I stepped out of the car, I could feel the energy of the place. The ancient trees, the flowing water, the wishing well, the springs - it all landed somewhere deep. It stirred something in me that I hadn’t realised needed waking up.
We made wishes. I had my fortune read by Zoro. We skipped. We laughed. And for a while, everything softened.
Because the truth is, so much of what I’m witnessing in the world right now feels deeply unsettling - at times, even terrifying. But instead of letting that close me down, I’ve made a conscious choice: to lean into creativity, into hope, into an active act of reclaiming.
I’m seeking out magic through ‘daily enchantment rituals.’
And in doing so, something is shifting. It’s reshaping me.
Because when I allow myself to dream, I also begin to create. And that energy doesn’t stay contained - it ripples outward. It touches others. It opens doors. Surprises are landing, and I’m saying yes to them. (More about that in coming blogs).
This, for me, is what wonder in action looks like.
And it’s from this place that something new is being born.
We’re creating a new women’s support group: Unapologetic.
A space dedicated to real, vital, life-changing work. The kind that doesn’t just transform individuals, but creates its own ripple effect in the world.
Because if you’re a woman, you were never designed to carry as much as you do alone. You were never meant to stay silent, to hide your stories, to shrink your truth.
You are here to speak.
To share.
To learn.
To guide.
To create.
And when we do that together, in community - magic happens.
If you feel the pull to dream, to create, to be part of something bigger, send me a message - we have four seats left…