Gather & Glow

30/10/2025

✨ A thread between worlds… ✨

Today I learnt something new and wonderful: In Siberia, Nganasan women once marked the moons of their pregnancy not with words, but with stitches.
Each moon, a strip of colourful fabric sewn into their garments — ten moons in total — a living calendar of becoming. 🪡🌕

How beautiful is that? Their pregnancy worn as art, as ritual, as a remembrance.
Each colour, a whisper of transformation and each stitch, a moment of devotion, reflection and connection.

I love this so much — a reminder that your journey doesn’t need to be rushed or hidden, that it is uniquely yours.
You’re weaving something ancient, luminous, and entirely your own maybe even creating a keepsake for your baby.

Maybe your version isn’t thread and fabric — maybe it’s journaling, a weekly photo, a scent, a song but whatever it is, let it be a ritual of becoming and acknowledging of your pathway to motherhood.

19/10/2025

The bags are dusty, the heart’s wide open — and Honey Roads begins in South Africa 🍯
A new travel journal full of sunlight, soul, and wonderings in and about places new ✨

Come wander with me — first entry landing soon on Substack - link in bio if you want to follow along 💛

18/10/2025

🐘🐆🦓🦛🦏🐾🐍🐌🦎🐧

Out of office, into awe.

For the next week I’m letting myself be swept up in travel, wonder, and the soft, ancient magic of Africa, heart first.

If you’d like to wander alongside me, I’ll be sharing a few stories and reflections over on Substack as we go — a little mini travel journal from the cradle of the wild. 🌍✨

📲 Subscribe via the link in bio to join me there.

𝑾𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆, 𝑨𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒆 𝒙

15/10/2025

Keep a watch of these two! X

12/10/2025

The best there is!

12/10/2025

A birth altar is a small, sacred space — a physical reflection of the inner work of creation. It’s where you gather the symbols, textures, and whispers of your becoming: a candle for light, a flower for growth, a stone for grounding, a photo or poem that stirs something deep within.

Even before conception, this space becomes a tender meeting point between your intention and the mystery of life. A place to sit quietly with your hopes, to offer gratitude, to soften into trust.

You might light a candle each morning, lay a fresh flower, or simply pause to breathe and remember what you’re calling in. Over time, your altar grows and changes as you do — a living expression of your devotion, your readiness, and your connection to the great creative cycles of womanhood.

Creating a birth altar isn’t about ritual for ritual’s sake. It’s about making space for reverence in the ordinary — turning a corner of your home into a threshold between the seen and unseen, the dream and its becoming.

What’s special on your windowsill? Let me know below 👇🏼

𝑾𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆, 𝑨𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒆 𝒙

07/10/2025

✨ The Pregnancy Slumber Party ✨

A dreamy evening to rest, restore, and connect with your baby

Slip into your comfiest pyjamas and join me for a 30-minute circle and guided relaxation designed to help you soften into this beautiful season of becoming.

Together, we’ll gather in gentle sisterhood — breathing deeply, releasing the day, and opening space for calm connection with your growing baby. This is your moment to pause, to feel held, and to remember the quiet magic of your body’s unfolding.

Expect candles, calm, and a touch of that maternal alchemy — a simple ritual of rest that leaves you glowing from the inside out.

🗓️ When: Sunday 30th November | 8pm GMT
📍 Where: Live on Zoom with Aimee
🧺 Bring: Cosy blanket, mug of tea, and your beautiful bump

Things my gift to you. Come as you are. Float away feeling nourished, grounded, and more deeply bonded with your baby than ever before.

📲 Book your place now using link in bio

06/10/2025

I love this poem - don’t you think it speaks to us becoming mothers? X

Kahlil Gibran

05/10/2025

A little reminder to find beauty in the mundane - it will radiate from you and ripple into your day.

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Image credit: Vex King