Childhood Roots & Creativity
I’ve never been one to take the easy path—partly by choice, partly because life had other plans. (Proud black sheep here.)
I was born in the suburbs, moved to the country at age 7, and returned to the suburban sprawl of South Australia at 19. My parents made the country move for a better life—especially because my sister and I had asthma. I’m the classic middle child: independent, often misunderstood, always adapting. I had just started bonding with Dad when my younger brother arrived, shifting the family dynamic. Mum encouraged creativity from the beginning. By primary school I was sewing skirts with bias binding and styling my hair in the mirror for fun. Naturally, I wanted to be a fashion designer or hairdresser—until I did a week of work experience in a salon and realised sweeping floors wasn’t for me.
School, Anxiety & Early Masking
Through my school years, I loved art, biology, maths, and photography. Despite being clever, anxiety and stage fright ruled me. I wet myself in public twice as a kid from nerves. I forgot routines on stage. I won a state math competition—but most people didn’t know I had it in me. I masked hard. My biggest mask? Pretending everything was okay. Now I know it shows up in my stiff body language. I didn’t realise how uptight my mind and body were.
Hearing Loss & Hidden Adaptation
In my mid-30s, my hearing began to fade. By 2011, I had a cochlear implant. That meant becoming deafer overnight and relying on lip reading. Missing just one word can change a whole conversation.
But I’m thankful for the cochlear—it gave me my life back. I even have an app that lets me turn up my ear! It doesn’t always work perfectly, but I’m hopeful that the tech will keep improving. I mean, this new model streams phone sounds and the TV straight into my head—that still blows my mind.
Mum, Natural Health & My Medical Reality
My mum believed in natural health. We grew up with vegetable salt, 'nature’s cuppa', and eating from the garden. A real treat growing up was flavoured mineral water. She took us to a country naturopath who used kinesiology and iridology. I did the same with my own kids.
Even though I avoid pharmaceuticals where possible, I now rely on asthma meds, thyroxine, and treatment for fibro, anxiety, and depression. I spend $50–$300 a month just to function. I also take vitamins, try to avoid sugar (my weakness), and use THC when I can for pain relief. Early 2025 I adopted meditation and qi-gong into my daily routine, and I’ve just started using kava therapeutically—it's been better than Valium for me, because my head stays clear.
Mum wasn’t comfortable trying CBD oil when it was still black market in 2019. Later, when I finally sourced some, she worried it would interfere with her medications. Then it was too late. It’s heartbreaking, really—for a woman who was so smart and conscious about what she ate. Cancer got her in the end. It had tried before. Third time (un)lucky, I guess.
Pinky Finger Wisdom & ADHD Insight
I now know I have ADHD. My neurotic inner monologue? I’ve linked that to my short pinky finger. It’s a big part of how I interpret the world. I encourage anyone with a short pinky to give themselves two valid compliments each day. Thank your mind. Thank your body. Thank your conditioning. etc. (Thank yourself like a friend).
Curiosity, Research & Woo with Logic
I’ve spent 30 years in customer service, and I’ve always been the ideas generator. I’m quick-thinking, fast-talking, and great under pressure—I can ask rapid-fire questions (handy for using the rods), troubleshoot in real time, and keep up with complex conversations. I have a thirst for knowledge and love change—but only if I know it’s better. I only like to teach what I have experienced. I love to research, question, and join the dots. I’ll spend hours cross-referencing to understand how things fit together. Palm reading blew my mind—it ties personality, purpose, and pattern into one place. It’s info everyone should learn.
Grief, Trauma & Finding Myself Again
Alongside my day job in customer service, I’ve worked as a hair and makeup artist, face and body painter, photographer, artist, and now palm reader—woo dealer, too. At the end of 2018, I travelled overseas alone and started writing a book (an anxiety win). That trip took a huge amount of determination and emotional build-up. I’d worked myself up to being that brave—and then after everything that followed, I had to start all over again. Just after the New Year in January 2019, Mum was hospitalised and we were told she may not survive. She fought for another six months, but I watched her slowly fade—until there wasn’t much left of her but bones. She passed away just one week before her birthday in July 2019.
Looking back, I believe her internal stress played a huge role in her cancer. That realisation changed something in me. I used to resist the idea of medicating for anxiety or ADHD, but now I understand that these supports don’t weaken you—they give your body a break. That shift is what opened me to using THC when prescribed, and other healing methods that let me manage pain and overstimulation while staying clear-headed and present.
From July through to March, I was still in disbelief. I hadn’t truly accepted that she was gone. Then in March 2020, I was assaulted on a bus—my nose was broken—and that same week we were told to start working from home. The trauma and PTSD that followed cracked me open, and that’s what led me to discovering mediumship, tarot, spirit guides, rods, and real healing.
Embracing the Now
I live with ADHD, fibromyalgia, and EOE. Thanks to allergy-free eating, my IBS is now in remission. My diet is limited, but my mind is thriving. I enjoy my own company now. That’s power. On NYE 2025, I missed the countdown—EOE reaction to wine had me in the toilet. I laughed. It was such a me moment.
Self-esteem? Still a work in progress. But now I understand that advice people once gave me, things they assumed were easy, just weren’t made for brains like mine. The way we’re wired affects how we experience the world. That wiring is visible in our hands.
Sci-Woo & the Wisdom of Guides
Five years ago, I would’ve thought all of this was possibly bonkers. But now I know weird things happen in the world that science just hasn’t caught up with yet. Some of the stranger experiences I’ve had can’t be explained by logic alone—and that’s okay. To question is smart. To never question? That’s where we get stuck.
Some conspiracy theories are total rubbish, but others hold truth. If something captures your interest, I say: investigate. You won’t be disappointed.
My 28 guides have helped me heal in ways I never imagined. They guide, nudge, comfort, and sometimes hang out. Learning how to connect with them changed the way I move through the world. They’ve helped me unpack trauma, find direction, and see myself clearly. Everyone has access to this support—you just have to ask.
What I Know Now
I’m here to walk beside you and share what I’ve discovered through lived experience, research, and intuition—that your hand holds a personal map, and your 28 guides are already walking with you. My journey has taught me how to translate the complex into the relatable, and I use that skill to help others understand themselves more deeply.
If you’re logical, science-minded, curious, or even a little sceptical—this space was made for you. I’m all about real experiences, clear communication, and blending insight with empathy. I’m also transparent, and as someone with ADHD, I tend to over-share and under-share in equal measure. But that’s what makes this journey authentic.
I believe that when you change your habits, you change your life. And when you understand how you’re wired—through your palm, your patterns, your personality—you unlock real choice. Real change. The kind that sticks.
If your mind races, masks, overthinks—or you’ve never quite felt understood—this is your invitation. I see your hand, and I know what it reveals. Let’s explore it together and figure out what makes you you. - Ang x
