January 2026 Journal
It’s been a minute….
Not because there was nothing to say — but because I didn’t want to write just to follow the noise. January is loud. Full of declarations, reinventions, and pressure to emerge as something “new”. And if I’m honest, the New Year, New Me narrative has never sat comfortably with me.
When Compassion Calls Quietly
There are moments in life that arrive without announcement. Small, quiet openings where someone else’s world brushes against yours, and for a second, everything slows. Today, I found myself standing inside one of those moments — unexpected, tender, and deeply human.
October Notes: “Grounding, Gathering and Growing as a Herbalist”
October in England always feels like a quiet exhale. The light softens, the mornings are misted, and the hedgerows glow with berries. Autumn began here on the 23rd of September, but in October we really feel it settle — the damp scent of earth, the crunch of leaves underfoot, and that ancient tug to slow down.
Coming Home to the Self: What Nature and God Have Been Whispering to Me
The Wild Remedy wasn’t born out of a perfect life. It grew out of healing. Out of the cracks.