About Fiona

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Before I tell you about myself, I should probably tell you about the little girl who sat on her bedroom windowsill talking to the sky.

She and I are still very much the same person...

I’ve never fitted neatly into the boxes the world likes to create.

For as long as I can remember, I’ve experienced life through a deep sense of knowing. As a child, I accepted that as completely natural. I read stories about magical worlds, other worlds, reincarnation and soul journeys. I sat on my bedroom windowsill talking to the sky, wrote songs, was drawn magnetically to the ocean, and asked questions that didn’t seem unusual to me, even if they puzzled the people around me.

One of the greatest gifts of my childhood was my mum. I told her everything. She didn’t always understand what I was trying to describe, but she always listened.

Looking back, I realise how much that mattered. How just feeling heard can change your life.

So can trusting yourself.

There were seasons when I ignored what I knew deep inside. My soul was telling me one thing but I made choices that looked socially acceptable and approved, sensible from the outside. They felt wrong somewhere much quieter, deep within my soul.

Those decisions taught me some of life’s hardest lessons.

Today I listen differently.

The more I value what I’ve always quietly known, and I trust myself.

My mum used to call me the quiet rebel, and she was right. I’m still curious. Still asking questions. Still wondering why people overlook what matters most until life reminds them how precious it is.

The Still Room grew from those questions.

It’s a place for thoughtful conversations about life, love, history, intuition, nature, healing, and the quiet wisdom channeled through that often gets lost beneath the noise of everyday living.

My hope is simply that something you read here encourages you to slow down long enough to hear yourself again.

These days you’ll usually find me making herbal tea, writing in a notebook, walking, reading, or sitting quietly with a question, or answer, that refuses to leave me alone.

Love and genuine connection are what matter most. Everything else is simply another way of finding our way back to them.

Thank you for stopping by.

I’m so glad you’re here.

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