Hello!

/Housekeepings

-The last ever pop-up is almost sold out of everything. I’m closing the shop on Wednesday, and I’ll send out a reminder then. But if you’re wanting a last few things: there are 8 Rose and Sandalwood oils left. 4 Moonlight body oils. 4 NEW plump potions (I did a wee secret restock). 4 Cactus rose mists. 4 Queen of the desert. 8 Wild Rose elixirs. 5 Busted Joint oils. 4 protect. Everything else is gone!

-The second Cosmic Calibration was this past wednesday and it honestly blew my mind (and heart!). I feel so in awe and grateful for those of you who have been coming to them. It’s such a new and vulnerable thing for me to do this kind of group work, and I’m so HAPPY about it.

-There’s a special New Years Cosmic Calibration happening on December 31st and it’s going to be freaking MAGIC. It’s about letting go of 2025 you and welcoming in the magic of 2026 you. More alignment. More ease. More clarity. More magic. More authenticity. Bring yourself. Sign up with your friends. The Guides will teach you how to let go, and how to align even more deeply with your true self. Set up your new year to be the most divinely aligned and full of ease yet.

-I’m fully booked for 1:1 mentorship til February. Still have spots for one-off 1:1 sessions :).

/end housekeeping

A few weeks ago, one of my clients, who had ostensibly just blown up her life (BEFORE coming to work with me, btw :P), was asking how long it takes to come back together again.

I wanted to be able to tell her that it comes together quickly. That she’d be on her new track knowing who she is, what she wants, and where she’s going within the month. I couldn’t though.

It’s different for everyone. ‘Quick’ is a relative term.

Let’s take my deciding to move to London, for example. On one hand, the decision has taken me years:

3 years of going back home to the UK for longer and longer each time. 3 years of my wet face pressed up against the plane window watching the green patchwork of fields give way to the Atlantic ocean and feeling like part of my soul is behind me there somewhere. 3 years of feeling an inexplicable pull and knowing I am my best, happiest, brightest self in London.

But it’s also been 3 years of LOVING California. Loving the forest. Loving the mountains. 3 years of not seeing how I could ever leave my perfect dream home. Of not knowing if I could ever handle a city full time. Being pretty sure the darkness of winter would kill me after 20+ years in California. 3 years of not having a clear picture of what I want, and pieces of myself coming back together over time.

After 4.5 months in London, I came back to my house in California a few weeks ago with a solid plan to go back and forth forever because both places are home and I love both equally.

I slept in my GIANT AMERICAN BED sprawled out like a starfish. Did laundry in my GIANT AMERICAN LAUNDRY MACHINE with utter glee. Cooked in my giant American kitchen that is the most perfect kitchen that ever kitchened. Lay in the Californian sun. Walked in the forest on the land that feels like my close friend. Said hi to all the ravens, the hawks, the bobcat, the deer. Relished in every single corner of my dream home. I woke up on day 3. Meditated. Put on my dressing gown. Went downstairs. Flicked on the kettle. Brewed my tea in my favourite mug. Wandered over to the dining room to stare out the window at the trees. Decided that I was ready to sell my house and move to London full time. Finished making my tea. Got on with my day.

The decision took 3 days.

Becoming the person who made that decision took 3 years.

(I’ll write more on the decision to move in a post next week, probably for paid subscribers as it’s very personal!)

So when my client asked, how long it takes, I didn’t have a specific answer.

But there was a question underlying her question, and that, I can answer:

You can re-form your life easily if you want the kind of life you had before. But to re-form your life in an expression of your own authentic heart path, you aren’t actually re-forming your life, but your self. As your SELF re-forms in a reflection of your own authenticity, you feel more certainty.

Not of what it’ll look like from the outside, but of who you are.

The internal certainty of knowing your own authentic frequency, your Heart, and trusting your becoming gets stronger and stronger until the outside world certainty stops mattering.

You can’t force life plans, because the act of re-creating yourself from rubble is the act of becoming. In every moment, every day, you are becoming more and more yourself. More authentic. More alive. More vibrant.

But that journey is like coming back to a house that’s been left alone for years that you’d forgotten about. The lights are off, and the rooms are full of cobwebs. You’re re-discovering the house as you walk through it. Brushing dust off beloved art works, interesting passages, books you didn’t know where there. You pick things up and go ‘holy shit I LOVE THIS OUTFIT’ and had entirely forgotten it existed. You turn the lights on in a room and realise it’s full of family heirlooms and all of them SUCK. You have to clear out the entire room before you can move beyond it to the magical garden courtyard that lies beyond. Once you get to the courtyard you weep on your knees with awe at how beautiful it is. You go back to the now-empty heirloom room and build a small ancestor shrine there to thank them, not for the heirlooms themselves (blech) but for giving you the strength that came from them.

Your house fills out as you explore it, and you have no idea what lies around each corner.

Forcing a life plan is like pointing at a picture of someone else’s house and saying ‘I WANT THAT HOUSE AND I WANT IT NOW.’

Sure, you can go and get that.

But if you’re standing here in the foyer of your own house, that feels empty and a little scary, I’d venture a guess that at some point in your life you HAD a version of someone else’s house. Yet you’re standing here. Why?

Because no movie house is going to satisfy you like the house that is yours.

How long does it take to make that house move-in ready? Well... that’s a suitcase by your feet, and the power and water are on. There’s no time like the present. Make yourself a nest on the floor of the foyer because that’s going to have to do for now until you discover some new rooms.

My client? She’s discovered a few rooms already. She was asking when her house is going to be move-in ready, but in reality, she’s already moved in. She’ll get to the magical courtyard, and discover the bedroom in the turret as she goes.

If you’re on this unfolding Heart Path, you’re building your house as you go too.

It’s a fixer-upper, for sure. But man, the walls are made of magic. The beams are an expression of your soul. Yes yes, there are cobwebs in the corner, and you’re not quite sure what that creaking noise is, but once you’ve seen the bones of it, once you’ve felt how it feels to inhabit yourself fully, would you actually want to live anywhere else?

Big hugs,

Rebecca