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08/03/2026

International Women’s Day

I’m not proud of being strong.

I’m proud of being soft.

Strength is easy for me.
Fight is my reflex.
It’s what survival taught me.

Softness is different.

When I’m soft, I’m no longer in survival.
I can see beyond the pain and fear.
I can soothe myself when emotions rise instead of fighting everything around me.

When I’m struggling emotionally, I have almost superhuman physical energy.
So lately I’ve been training again.

I wake up at 4:30am, drive out of my area, and work out until my body has nothing left.
Today I nearly threw up. Stars filled my eyes.

When I finally lay down to stretch, it felt like my spirit thanking me for finding a safe place for my rage.

Strong women hold the world together.
But mums make the world softer.

Our emotions matter.
They’re not hysteria.
They’re often the first cry for help.

They should be listened to — not mocked, dismissed, or labelled as illness.

Logic alone won’t solve emotional pain.

Support will.
Action will.

And sometimes the best thing you can do when your heart feels threatened is move your body.

Let your energy move through you.
Let it feed your instincts.

And trust that your soul will eventually find the way forward.

05/03/2026

Emotionally safe.

What that looks like:
You trust your own decisions.
You can stand up for yourself.
You’re not constantly worried about what others think of you.

It’s actually very difficult to stay emotionally healthy in a digital world where expectations are constantly bombarded at us —
how we should look,
how much money we should have,
and making sure everyone likes us.

It’s too much.

In trying to reach these unreasonable expectations, we can lose sight of who we really are — and most importantly, what we’re here for.

Emotionally healthy people are kind to themselves with discipline.
They choose an early night over a networking dinner.
They check in with how they feel rather than what’s expected.

And the real hack?

They often end up with more success anyway.
More energy.
More clarity.
Better decisions.

Reiki is emotional nutrition. ✨
Lx

05/03/2026

Being empathetic
just means you’re not a psycho.
It’s not a gift.

And honestly, it worries me a bit when people loudly describe themselves as empaths.

Maybe I’m old and cynical,
but when someone announces it, it can feel a little… performative.

Opening a door.
Letting someone go ahead in line.
Giving to charity.

Isn’t that just morality?

Helping because it feels good
and because small kindnesses change the world.

But something I’ve noticed lately…
when people have a list of how good they are,
how empathetic they are—

that’s a bit of a red flag.

Because truly good people
don’t keep score.

Lx

03/03/2026

IAcknowledgement.

When we can acknowledge we have been hurt — just that starts a process.

What I have found over the years, and helping many beautiful souls, is this:

We deflect our pain.“Oh there are others worse off than me.”“I can’t complain.”“No use crying about it.”

Those statements tell the world:I don’t need anything.

But on an energy level, you are also saying to yourself — to your inner child —

How I feel isn’t important.I am not as important as others.

This is bad energy hygiene.

Think of it like brushing your teeth. Miss it once or twice, you get away with it. Keep doing it and your teeth will rot and cause pain.

With some, this denial of feeling hurt makes us numb to what feels good — because all is energy.

Emotional intelligence is the ability to self-soothe, and beyond that, to help others too.

It’s not strength to say you don’t care.

And it matters — on all levels, physically and emotionally — to acknowledge it.

Lx

03/03/2026

Can I be lost
And belong
To the other lost ones 👽

Because when I’m gone
Missing home
I feel like an alien
With nowhere to go.

But wait —
That’s my power.

An alien alone
Will find the other lost ones
And say hey alien you belong.

And we build a little sanctuary
One by one.

Anyone can be an alien.
You didn’t do anything wrong.

You are lost
But definitely belong ✨

Not sure who this is for but you are welcome x
Lx

01/03/2026

You can’t buy a vibe.

You grow it.
And then you protect it.

Your vibe isn’t “good” or “bad.”
It’s personal.
It’s adaptable.
It’s earned.

If you’ve had mixed reviews about the type of person you are… good.

Because if everyone likes you?
I’d bet you’re exhausted.
Overextending.
Saying yes when you mean no.
Living on other people’s terms.

It’s okay not to engage with people who don’t align.
It’s especially okay not to engage with people who’ve hurt you.

“Being polite doesn’t cost anything.”
(We’ve all heard that one.)

But my loves… it does.

It costs energy.
It costs nervous system regulation.
It costs self-respect when you’ve been wronged.

It is not selfish to protect your peace.
It is not cold to choose alignment.

Use your beautiful, hard-earned vibe
on the people who matter.
The ones who grow with you. 🤍

Have a happy day
You don’t have to be nice , if you don’t want to be x

Lx

28/02/2026

You Fell Too

You fell too,
but quietly,
so no one knew.

You stood tall,
deliberately balanced
on a broken foot.

Declined politely
food you couldn’t afford.
Said someone missed you
with no one to call.

That’s the difference between them and you.

They cry loud,
pretend to be small,
deliberately hold a hand
for someone to fill.

Declined, they take charity.
You pay for the meal.
Say they are a victim
on every hill.

It’s in the unknown
where humanity grows.
A house burning down —
a chance to build a home.

You are not like them.
You’re okay alone.

It’s not a skill,
but something grown
from all of the letdowns
that nobody knows.

Was supposed to writing for my book but this poem was born instead . So though I would put it here

X

27/02/2026

Why am I so captivated by Punch the Monkey?

When I was little, I clung to toys.
A massive flat dog I took everywhere.
A tiny Snoopy in a plane.

I only gave them up because of social pressure.
Not because I didn’t need them.

I remember making such a fuss about bringing my dog.
Not to be difficult.
I genuinely needed it.

I struggled to read social cues.
I didn’t instantly “land” in new environments — even familiar ones.
Energy felt loud. People felt unpredictable.

So I regulated the only way I knew how.

I’d say, “My dog doesn’t like going there,”
when really… I didn’t.

That wasn’t manipulation.
That was my autistic nervous system.
My ADHD brain self-soothing.

The toy wasn’t childish.
It was safety.

Now I have Reiki.
And I realise I didn’t outgrow needing comfort —
I internalised it.

Reiki became the thing I can hold.
The thing that helps me land.

And it makes me wonder…

What if we taught children regulation instead of shame?
What if we honoured the toy instead of taking it away?

Reiki 1 for children… yes or no? ✨

Would love your thoughts 🤍

MessyByNature

23/02/2026

Last Day.

On Sunday I saw the last three ravers.

I was sitting, waiting for the first booking of the day, and it hit me.
A wave straight to the heart. Tears just came.
My body recognised it before my brain did.

My last day.

I’ve felt this before.

When my babies left Playcentre to go to school.
That ache of — where will they get to really play now?
Really explore?
The kind of play that looks like nonsense to others, but is actually a map.
A map to who they are becoming.

That’s what Splore was.

Freedom to explore the parts of ourselves that don’t fit neatly anywhere else.
Handmade clothes. Deliberate dancing. Bare feet. Wild joy. Deep rest.

I’ve been going to collective parties since I was 14 — illegal raves, warehouses, fields.
Hand on heart, nothing ever felt like this.

Other festivals sometimes left me feeling like inclusion was an illusion.
It looked open. But it didn’t feel open.

Splore felt different from my very first one.
Friends beyond the four days. Real ones.
Angels patiently dealing with my atrocious emails and safety forms.
Wendy explaining my ADHD and dyslexia so I didn’t have to.
So I could just show up and do what I do best — offer Reiki to ravers.

And to the people who booked in…
Not just once. But year after year.

How is it that we spend one hour together and it feels like hugging long-lost family?

I get so much credit for what I do.
But you are the real angels.
You’re the ones out there showing up for everyone else.
I just give you a gentle resting place so you can keep going.

I am so proud to have been part of your adventures.
You are an integral part of mine.

Wendy and all of Wendy’s Wellness crew — you are family. ❤️

Now I’m crying as I write this.

I’ve been reassured something new will grow. Other festivals will come.
And I know that’s true.

But just like when my babies left Playcentre —
you don’t replace that place.
You honour it.

So now the question is…

Where do we go to play?

Lx

13/02/2026

Hi Splorers ✨

It’s that wonderful time of year… Splore — and the very last one, so this one feels extra special.

I get to work alongside the most extraordinary practitioners (who have become real friends), so this is so far from “work” — it’s pure purpose.

I’m really looking forward to seeing those of you who’ve already booked in, and all the new faces too. There’s something so amplifying about offering Reiki at a festival — the celebration of the land, the sea, and the spirit you bring.

And yes… your spirit team loves a festival. I guess that’s where the term high spirits comes from 😉 It makes my work so exhilarating and fun to channel.

Big love. And if I don’t see you for a session, find me on the dance floor.

Pre-booking is advised to avoid disappointment.

Laura 💐

07/02/2026

I’m not a therapist.

For one, I swear far too much.
For another, I don’t have a system.

Each session brings what it brings.
Some people are chatty.
Some are completely silent.
Every one of them exactly as it should be.

I’m so far from perfect.
I still giggle in yoga classes
and my attention span is basically non-existent.

But somehow, in Reiki, I’m at peace —
and I get to share that with whoever is with me,
every single session.

My job isn’t even the Reiki.
My job is to be authentic enough, present enough,
to let it move through me.

Like a receptionist, really —
I don’t run the show, I just make sure the door is open.

People’s energy is as unique as a thumbprint.
No two sessions are ever the same.
I never know what one day to the next will bring —
which, honestly, is perfect for my ADHD.

The best part of this work?
Watching people become who they were before —
but smarter, stronger, freer.

The best version of themselves.

I think it’s called alignment ✨

Lx

04/02/2026

Don’t let them.

Hey beautiful people 🤍
I’ve been quiet because the last couple of months have been heavy.

Yesterday I stood up for myself.
I could’ve walked away. I didn’t. I held my ground — and it felt good.

I’ve been offered sleeping pills, counselling, all the things.
But what I realised is this:
sometimes I don’t need fixing — I need permission to feel my rage.

Rage isn’t bad.
It’s information.
It’s energy warning me of a threat.

Since childhood I’ve read rooms, sat facing doors, clocked exits.
I thought I didn’t need to anymore.
Last year taught me I still do.

We don’t need to be liked if we can look after ourselves.
We don’t need to be the bigger person if it means swallowing our truth.

I won’t be quieter to make others comfortable.
I won’t shrink to keep the peace.

I won’t be the bigger person.
I’ll be the loudest.

Not everyone will like it — and that’s fine.
But if you’re in my life, you’ll never doubt I love you for real.

Because I don’t let them. ✨

💖L x

Messy By Nature

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