Wool Goddess

Sunday is always a beautiful day to write a little life update, my heart just feels so content on Sunday mornings. I usually start my day with a slow coffee ritual: two mugs of caffeine and that’s it. After that, I switch to decaf tea for the rest of the day. It’s a small boundary that helps keep my anxiety calmer.

After nearly forty years of living with anxiety, you’d think I’d have it fully tamed by now, but honestly, it’s always been more like trying to soothe a wild creature. These days, I prefer to imagine my anxiety as a carefree little fairy, fluttering about doing her own thing. When she’s unbalanced, she spirals. I used to resent her, the panic attacks, nightmares, flashbacks, the unease, the overthinking; but now I’ve learned to accept her as part of me. She’s woven into who I am.

I know myself better now. I understand that if I “people” too much, I’ll get socially exhausted. I need calm, quiet moments to balance my mind. That’s why I no longer follow politics, the news, or current affairs; they stir my nervous system too much and trigger that fight-or-flight feeling. Instead, I choose my fluffy, pink, whimsical world of calmness, soft spaces, gentle thoughts, and lots of crochet.

I might appear quite sociable online, but truthfully, I crave solitude and the peace of crafting in my own little bubble. When I was younger, I’d mask this by pretending to enjoy socialising because it felt expected. Now, I embrace the homebird life. I never get bored. In fact, there never seem to be enough hours in the day for all the things I want to do!

My Sunday Rituals

Sundays are for simple pleasures and gentle resets. I always look forward to my roast dinner, sometimes I even start thinking about crispy roast potatoes on a Thursday evening!

I also listen to my weekly Moon Musings from Kirsty Gallagher. She’s my favourite for guiding me through the planetary alignments and their energy for the week ahead. I sit with my diary open, cup of tea in hand, and take in her wisdom as I plan my days.

Sunday is my reset day. I clean my bedroom, plan my social media for the week, and do a little digital declutter; deleting old messages and conversations. Starting Monday with a clear inbox feels like opening a fresh page in a notebook. 

In that notebook, I write my weekly to-do list, not just the big priorities, but also small daily tasks I can tick off for a little confidence boost. There’s something so satisfying about seeing progress in tiny steps.

Checking In With Myself

Sundays are also my time to check in with how I’m really feeling.

Am I more tired than usual?

Have I stretched myself too thin and need to retreat a little?

Do I need a chat with my best friend to lift my spirits?

These gentle check-ins help me stay aligned and care for myself before I start the week ahead. It’s a small act of kindness, a soul-level conversation between me and me.

Sundays are for soft resets, roast potatoes, moon magic, and mindful moments. A reminder that peace doesn’t always mean perfection, sometimes it’s just a quiet morning, two mugs of coffee, and a heart that feels content. 

Love & hugs