Full moons naturally amplify emotional release, and this Cancer moon — the last supermoon for a while — brings nurturing, intuitive energy that’s perfect for closure. It’s a letting-go moon, not one for manifestation: think clearing 2025’s heavy emotional weight, repeating patterns, and unresolved aches that quietly drain you. When your emotional body feels overloaded, even good things can become overwhelming. As part of my full moon ritual, I’m doing a 2025 retrospective before privately releasing that weight.

Here’s my 2025 recap, month by month, blending Dublin winters, Datça summers, yoga breakthroughs, and entrepreneurial shifts with Hello Incem.

2025 Monthly Highlights: My Journey of Quitting, Healing, and Home

january: dark, cold, miserable in Dublin. A blur of dread and “is this it?” energy. The kind of tired you feel in your bones, when even your wins don’t quite land.

feb: The light returns to Dublin, slowly. Recognising I needed a break and taking the next step by quitting my job. Plus a long-overdue solo getaway to Scotland for a couple of days.

march: Handovers, last campaigns, long coffees. A bittersweet goodbye to an organisation I poured so much of myself into, walking away with pride and a very wobbly heart.

april: Slowing the pace, changing the scenery. Saying goodbye to Dublin (for now), landing in Datça. Reality catches up: no next step lined up, just my mind running dark, until yoga slips in as a quiet beam of light.

may: Rain gives way to sun, the sea softens. Family breakfasts, everyday errands, Hello ChitChat in the shop, getting to know the local faces that now know my name. Small talk, big grounding.

jun: A little reset away from Datça: Paris, Amsterdam, Dublin. Trains, planes, friends, festivals. Travel fills my creative tank the way Datça fills my lungs.

july: Finally making peace with my decision to leave. Letting go of the imaginary deadline to “be back in Dublin with a shiny new job”. Deciding to stay in Datça until September and actually live the in-between, not rush through it.

august: A homecoming festival in Dublin, but with a lighter version of me. My friends notice it too: softer edges, less overthinking, more dancing, new faces, a couple of days sailing. Cherries on top of cherries.

september: Going back home from home. After 5+ years of building new homes, the “where do I belong?” question returns. September feels like a soft landing; proof that home can be plural and still feel whole.

october: A fast, bright month. A quick Luxembourg trip for a 30th that feels like a reunion and recharge. Holding close the friends who hold space for me. Last bits of Dublin sun, lots of yoga and sweaty barre classes, body and mind catching up with each other.

november: Scorpio season, obviously! I somehow stretch my birthday into five weeks of celebrations. Every weekend, a different circle of people loving me back to myself. November closes some old wounds and reminds me how lucky I am in these friendships.

december: Moving back into my old flat, girlies’ city takeover for a weekend, sweaty barre flows, nights spent dancing not sleeping, stolen Istanbul escapes, family hugs, rediscovered nostalgia, good food, better company, wild feminine magic.

Bye 2025, you were a lot of growing up: those painful aches of growth that stretched me thin but built me stronger, prepping me for what’s next. Thank you for the room to breathe, the breaks, and the quiet courage it took to choose myself.

Hello 2026, I’ve worked hard to get here, it feels like I have building this brick by brick. Grateful to my loved ones for holding space, for standing up for me when I couldn’t on my own. I’m ready to take on whatever comes next: soft, sweet, unforgettable.