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Hello, lovely readers,

I’m tucked into a seat on an Avanti West Coast train, rumbling towards London for an event. Somehow it felt like the perfect moment to finally begin this little diary of mine.

February has arrived, and with it a soft wave of relief — January, with all its heaviness, is finally behind us. Yet there’s something else in the air too: a gentle hum of uncertainty. You know that feeling — when change is stirring just out of sight, when something big seems to be gathering on the horizon. The only question is whether it will arrive wrapped in light or shadow.

That not-knowing can be unsettling. I’ve been carrying it around like a quiet weight I can’t quite set down.

Then, today, my brand-new tarot deck arrived — and oh, it’s beautiful. The artwork is so pretty, the cards feel silky-smooth in my hands, and even the little instruction booklet is thoughtfully made, with loving descriptions for each card. I’ve wanted my own deck for years. When I was a teenager, a dear friend used to read for me, and I’ve always felt a quiet intuition humming beneath the surface — those strange moments of déjà vu, the little knowings that turn out to be true and make me laugh (and sometimes shiver) at how connected everything really is.

When I opened the box, the very bottom card was staring up at me: The Fool.

The Fool (upright)
New beginnings • fresh starts • innocence • spontaneity • a leap of faith
Freedom • adventure • optimism • embracing the unknown
Unlimited potential (that beautiful zero, full of endless possibilities before anything takes shape)
Childlike wonder • trust in the universe • the courage to risk looking “foolish”

The card whispered: Approach life with curiosity instead of fear.

It felt like the universe had slipped me a private note. For so long I’ve been treading water, staying safe but not really living. Life is achingly short, though — and I don’t want to reach the end wishing I’d dared more.

That’s why I started this blog: to untangle my own thoughts, to process the messy beautiful journey, and — one day — to share whatever wisdom comes from the wins and the stumbles along the way. If even one person reads these words and feels a tiny spark of “maybe I could try that too,” then every minute spent writing will have been worth it.

So here we are. A new chapter begins.

2026 is going to be the year I stop waiting for permission. The year of chasing dreams that look impossible on paper, of stepping forward even when my knees wobble, of living as fully and brightly as I can.

What might you find here as you travel alongside me?
A bit of inspiration to try something new.
Some laughter and light-hearted moments.
Gentle ideas, book recommendations, glimpses of my latest paintings (some for sale!), little tutorials across creativity, tech, and whatever else I’m playing with.

Most of all, I hope you feel a lift in your spirit.
A quiet reminder that you’re not alone in the hard bits.
I’m right here beside you — rooting for your struggles to turn into triumphs, believing in your next brave step even when you’re not quite sure of it yourself.

Here’s to daring, to leaping, to trusting that the path will meet us.

With love and a hopeful heart,
Michelle 💛

xoxo