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17/01/2026

𝐈𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲’𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐰, 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭. 🪬

As we move through the final stretch of the Year of the Snake, many are experiencing last-minute shedding.
Old identities. Old coping mechanisms. Old attachments that once felt like safety.

The Snake doesn’t rush. It releases its skin when it no longer fits, even if it feels raw for a moment.

This isn’t a setback. It’s integration.

But this phase also asks something of us: 𝗮𝗰𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗮𝗯𝗶𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘆.

Not self-blame. Not punishment. But simple radical honesty. Speak until the throat chakra shakes vibe.

Accountability for all your s**t, your lows, your woes, your self abandoning, pattern repeating, distractions, choosing comfort and making mistakes. It’s through accountability that you choose presence and alignment.

What’s surfacing now isn’t here to punish you, it’s here to be completed.

𝗧𝗼 𝗯𝗲 𝗼𝘄𝗻𝗲𝗱

To be felt without deflection.
To be released consciously with your best efforts.

If you’re tired, emotional, reflective, or feeling “in between”, that’s okay, so let that be okay.
Just don’t bypass the lesson to rush the relief.

You are not behind.
You are closing a chapter with awareness.

This is the last push, not because you need to strive,
but because your soul is asking you to travel lighter, clearer, and more responsible into what’s next.

Rest where you can. Be honest where it matters. Take ownership without shame.

You’re not unraveling.
You’re shedding what is no longer needed and choosing yourself in the process 🐍✨

#2026

14/01/2026

𝟏𝟎 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐠𝐨. ⏮️
2016.

Just me & Theo taking on the world.
A 23-year-old with a 2-year-old, figuring it out day by day. Honestly… I could argue that part hasn’t changed 😆, I could in one hand say, I am repeating just that, but I would be doing myself a disservice because, I have become ten times the woman. I feel this is my story with Roman, to do it kind of the same, but with the confidence I deserve this time around.

Back then, I was surviving but just pained. Trying to hold it all together while learning motherhood, identity, love, and loss all at once. I was pretty vacant. I was in a relationship that slowly chipped away at me — but in hindsight, it became one of my greatest teachers.

It forced me to look inward. To question why I accepted less than I deserved. To rebuild my sense of self-worth from the inside out.
It was one of my greatest catalysts to learn that love, safety, validation, and belonging; all of these fundamentals could never be found outside of myself. It starts inward, always.

That season cracked me open. It was just before
I awakened and got to find my path. Mica here was clueless, often taking Theo with me to work, working in a pub 4/5 days a week and him with me atleast 2 of those shifts 😳.

I am who and what I am now thanks to all that was endured then. I’m more assured now.
More confident. More mindful. More aware.
More rooted in who I am and what I will no longer tolerate and accept for me and my family.

Still a mum figuring it out. Still learning. Still growing. But no longer lost. I have found peace in my heart recently, and it’s thanks to the last decade that it’s been found.

If you’re in your “before” era — trust this:
Nothing is wasted. Not the heartbreak.
Not the confusion. Not the long nights wondering how you’ll get through.

One day, you’ll look back and realise it was all shaping you.

✨🖤

PS - that last picture is the same playgroup I’m now taking Roman to 😆👌 it’s such Deja vu with them 🩵

11/01/2026

𝐋𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐬𝐧’𝐭 𝐛𝐚𝐝 — 𝐢𝐭’𝐬 𝐛𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐲. 🤓

It’s chemistry, hormones, dopamine, novelty.
It’s the body responding to stimulation, intensity, thrill.

But unexamined lust can quietly override intuition, boundaries, and self-trust — not because we’re weak, but because our nervous system is seeking regulation, relief, or reward.

When we’re tired, lonely, dysregulated, or craving connection, dopamine can present itself as desire.
Intensity can feel like aliveness.
Chemistry can feel like fate.
And suddenly, the body is leading before the heart has had a chance to speak.

Real connection unfolds differently.
It doesn’t spike and crash.
It steadies the body, softens the heart, and creates safety over time.

Lust is fast.
Connection is patient.
Lust activates.
Connection regulates.

I’ve learned this the hard way. And finally, I can see it.
Chemistry doesn’t equal safety.
Desire doesn’t equal devotion.
And that truth extends far beyond romance. It shows up in friendships, dynamics, patterns, even the ways we seek validation, distraction, or closeness.

Self-devotion, for me, has meant slowing down enough to notice what I’m actually responding to.
What is my body communicating to me?
Is this connection — or is this my nervous system asking for a hit of dopamine?
Is this intimacy — or is this intensity filling a temporary gap?

Choosing restraint, boundaries, and discernment isn’t about denying desire. It’s about honouring myself deeply enough not to act on every impulse. It’s about trusting that what’s meant for me won’t require urgency, pressure, or self-abandonment.

And that’s okay.
It’s okay to outgrow patterns.
It’s okay to choose depth over dopamine.
It’s okay to wait for connections that feel steady, nourishing, and real.

🤍

Ask yourself;
𝗖𝗮𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘁𝗲𝗹𝗹 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗶𝗳𝗳𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝘁𝘄𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘀𝗶𝘁𝘆 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗮𝗰𝘆 𝗶𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗹𝗶𝗳𝗲 — 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗺𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳-𝗱𝗲𝘃𝗼𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗯𝗲 𝗮𝘀𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝗹𝗼𝘄 𝗱𝗼𝘄𝗻?

Comment “😍” if this hits for you!

10/01/2026

𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐣𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞 ✨

This is a completely safe space via WhatsApp, where you can show up as you like! No pressure, no expectation, no commitment and completely free for all.

As you heal your nervous system needs to recalibrate. It will be so used to survival mode that it seeks chaos, intensity, stress, drama, trauma etc when you find yourself in more moments of quiet, safety and space.

Your body will become easily panicked, and this is where and when it will seek the next dose of dopamine. It will seek distraction, old patterns, toxic behaviours, validations and take you back and stuck in the loop you are trying to grow from.

Staying aware and mindful of this is crucial to overcoming and breaking the patterns that no longer serve you.

Journalling provides the safety, the honesty and the awareness to grow and be grounded and present as you do.

If you are interested in being a part please comment or DM “JOURNAL”

Lots of love,
Mica ✨💕

08/01/2026

✨𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐬𝐤 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟.

There’s a quiet power in saying, Not yet. Not now. Not everything deserves me. I deserve more. I love me more than I need something else.

I’ve learned that desire is not the same as connection, and intensity is not the same as love. Lust can be loud, urgent, magnetic, but it doesn’t always serve the soul. Real connection, real intimacy, is patient, steady, and nourishing.

Choosing yourself first isn’t coldness.
It isn’t restriction.
It’s respect.
It’s the kind of care that softens the heart while protecting your energy.

There’s freedom in boundaries.
There’s clarity in self control.
And there’s magic in knowing that your energy is sacred and worthy of being held consciously with the awareness and connection it deserves.

I’m learning to trust that the right love, the right connection, the right intimacy, truly comes when it’s aligned with this truth.

Not rushed. Not convenient. Not loud.

Just steady. Just real. Just mine.

Some seasons are quiet. Some are sacred. This is mine. 🫶

❤️

07/01/2026

𝐀 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟔 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 isn’t about predicting the future.
It’s about understanding the energy ahead, spotting opportunities, and making intentional choices.

Clarity creates confidence — and confidence changes everything.

And how we do that is simple, we expose the energies available to you, not fixed outcomes.

You always hold free will, and the way you meet these themes will shape how they unfold.

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𝙁𝙤𝙧 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙣𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙞𝙡 2026 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝘿𝙈 “2026” 𝙨𝙤 𝙬𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙪𝙨𝙨 𝙛𝙪𝙧𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧.

All my love & best wishes to you all 🌈

04/01/2026

🌕✨

Life is feeling magical. I’m feeling so strong. Empowered. Assured. Worthy. Content. Ready.

Under this full moon, I’m releasing old weight, old cycles, and anything that disrupts our peace.

This chapter feels lighter already. 🌙✨

( I will stop posting Disney dumps soon too 😆)

03/01/2026

It’s taking me weeks to get through a few booked readings. I still have zero plan to return to work because the overwhelm is crazy.

Alls I can say is for too many it’s not taken seriously enough.

It’s why presence matters. Shared responsibility matters.
Solo mums aren’t asking for praise — we’re asking for accountability.

30/12/2025

2025 broke me open and rebuilt me quieter, wiser, and more rooted.
If you’re ending the year tired but proud — this is for you 🤍
Here’s to entering 2026 softer, stronger, and more selective.

𝐈’𝐦 𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟔 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 🥰😘🙏

#2025

20/12/2025

Inspired by a wonderful human who has just said …

“𝗧𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝘀𝗮𝗶𝗱 𝗶𝘁 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲𝘀 𝗯𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘀.
𝗔𝗰𝘁𝘂𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆… 𝗶𝘁 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲𝘀 𝗮 𝘄𝗼𝗺𝗮𝗻.” ✨

A woman who feels deeply.
Who chooses clarity over chaos.
Who leads with truth, even when her voice shakes.
Who holds boundaries without becoming hard.
Who’s done surviving in silence.
Who can hold grace and fire.
Who doesn’t need permission to do what feels right.

That’s not bravery.
That’s womanhood
Soft doesn’t mean weak.
Kind doesn’t mean passive.
And feminine doesn’t mean silent.

𝑰𝒕 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒔 𝒂 𝒘𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏.💗

15/12/2025

𝐇𝐞𝐫𝐞’𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡 — 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭. 🫧

When you enter postpartum (and honestly, the years after), your nervous system is recalibrating. You’re no longer operating from expansion or performance, you’re operating from survival, regulation, and truth. Anything superficial starts to feel loud, draining, even unsafe.

A few key reasons it becomes so loud:

1. Your body is wired for safety, not spectacle
Postpartum shifts your priorities from “belonging” to security. Depth feels regulating. Surface-level connection feels draining.

2. Your capacity shrinks and becomes much more sacred
Sleep deprivation, emotional labour, mental load… you simply don’t have energy for relationships that require chasing, performing, or translating your needs.

3. You become hyper-aware of who actually holds you. In this season, you need to be supported, not admired, not watched, not liked. So false support suddenly feels obvious.

4. Your intuition sharpens. Postpartum heightens emotional perception. You notice inconsistency faster. Absence lands heavier. Your body registers misalignment before your mind explains it.

5. Social media amplifies the contrast. Online, support can look full comments, reactions, capturing snapshots on stories. Offline, it may be empty. That gap becomes impossible to ignore when you’re vulnerable.

6. Guilt rises because you’re outgrowing people in real time
You’re changing, but not everyone is willing, or able to meet you there. The guilt comes from old versions of you that prioritised keeping the peace over honesty.

7. Motherhood redefines intimacy. You’ve experienced the rawest form of love and responsibility. Anything less than genuine starts to feel irrelevant.

In short:
You’re not becoming “too much.”
You’re becoming more attuned.

Postpartum isn’t just physical recovery it’s a relational awakening. Depth gets louder because your system can no longer afford the shallow.

07/12/2025

𝗘𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗺𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁… and I didn’t even realise it at the time. 💧

There was something about this day, the way my body felt, the way my heart opened, the way the world suddenly went quiet around me. Something broke loose that I’d been carrying for years. A weight. A shell. A version of me that had been surviving instead of living.

This was the moment that cracked me.
The moment that softened me.
The moment that stripped everything down and asked, “Who are you really, when you stop pretending to be strong?”

I didn’t know it then, but this was the start of my becoming.

From here, everything shifted. Parts of me I’d buried started rising. And while this last year that has followed has been heavy, messy, and full of endings… it was also the year I came home to myself.

I’ve got to learn my Roman. Watched Theo step into his own light. Made memories on small trips, found small joys, and remembered that life still has gentle moments even when you’re breaking open.

This year pushed me into a new, more real womanhood. A softer one. A truer one. And now I’m ending 2025 as a mum of two, celebrating our first full year as a three, giving my boys the kind of Christmas I always dreamed of. My chest finally feels like it can breathe again. 😌

The old me was scared, dimmed, rigid, pleasing everyone but herself. This version? She’s raw, open, honest. She’s choosing softness, truth, and connection that feels real. She’s choosing herself.

I’m proud of the woman born in this moment — the one who let herself crack so she could finally expand.

I’m an alchemist. Everything that tried to break me only carved me into something braver, softer, and more powerful. ✨

MADE Holistics

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