The Cocoon Room

31/07/2026

Hard to believe 1yr ago the cocoon room looked like this 🤯 I’ve had around 1000 women and men through the door in that time it’s been such an incredible year!
This can mean only one thing…. It’s almost our first birthday 🎁

26/07/2026

26/07/2026

Nervous system based Touch therapy and Massage

26/07/2026

Japanese Head Spa based treatments

26/07/2026

There are three women reading this who need to book…

Not because they fancy a pamper.

Because you’ve reached the point where you’re crying because someone asked you what you wanted for dinner.

Because you’re snapping at people you actually love.

Because your jaw aches from clenching it all day.

Because you’re lying in bed exhausted… but your brain’s still writing tomorrow’s to-do list at 2am.

Because everyone gets the best version of you…

…and you’re surviving on whatever’s left.

Sound familiar?

Yeah.

I see women like you every single day.

And the greatest compliment I ever get isn’t a Facebook review…

It’s when someone walks out, gets home, and messages their friend saying…

“I don’t even know how to explain it… you just need to go.”

That’s how The Cocoon Room has stayed fully booked for months.

Not adverts.

Women looking after women.

I’m so grateful for every recommendation because you’ve built this little business with your words.

Right now, I have just THREE appointments left before September.

I’m working reduced hours over the holidays, then I’m away from 23rd August–1st September, so once they’re gone… they’re genuinely gone.

So this is for the woman who’s been saying…

“I’ll book after the holidays.”

“I’ll wait until things calm down.”

“Everyone else comes first.”

You know as well as I do…

Things don’t calm down.

You just get better at carrying too much.

Maybe this time… choose you.

🤍

21/07/2026

I had to giggle!! And also highly recommend Paul at Bedfordshire Oven Cleaning

20/07/2026

Too beautiful not to share…credit to OP.

This is Butterwalk.
He died today. When he transformed from a caterpillar to a butterfly, his wings were stuck together and never opened.
He was never destined to fly, hence his name.

My 13 year old Anaia was his death doula. She sat with him, loving him every day as he transitioned from the earth.

He was a little active in the first couple of days, crawling around slowly. But then he started dying.

Well thats what we thought.

On his ‘last day’ we made him the softest bed we could, and put him outside in the sunshine. We wanted him to feel the sun and hear the sounds of nature while he drifted away.

Every morning we went to check on him, still alive.

Ok.
Trooper.

Surely the next night will be his last.

Nope.

When we checked in the morning, he was laying there, body still, but legs moving slowly.

Hearty.

The next night a cold South Island frost came down from the hills. In the morning we went to collect his body ready for a burial.

I brought him inside so we could mourn him, and I hear a shriek from Anaia.

BUTTERWALK IS ALIVE!!!

Surely not!
She must be seeing things.

I ran over in disbelief, and he's lying there lifeless.

I blow gently on his body, and the bro starts moving his legs. Really slowly, but definitely still alive.

WTF!?

This guy really wants to live!!!

We fed him some sugar and banana and he was AWAY!

Within a few minutes he’s charging.

He got all adventurous and started climbing out of the container, climbing up the leaves.

He even leaped off our bookshelf twice, probably thinking he could fly.

This was the happiest we’d ever seen him.
Best moments of his life.

His enthusiasm for life made us all smile.

But sadly, today we found him dead.

He finally took the plunge to the afterlife.

I cried.

I’m not exactly sure why. But if I were to guess, it would be because he showed me that even though he was dealt a crap hand, he still made the most of it.

He dug deep and gave life his best shot, the only way he knew.

He literally persevered through cold and hunger. And then lived to see brighter days.

He had fun for a bit.
Even dared to jump off a cliff.
Twice.

He was only with us for a couple of weeks, but in that short time he taught us so much.

He taught me that no matter how tough life gets, to keep going, dig deep and never give up.

I’ll hold onto that for the rest of my life.

RIP Butterwalk

Moe Mai rā

🦋

19/07/2026

Have you ever gone to bed feeling reasonably human… then woken up looking like your body has quietly downloaded an inflatable update overnight?

Your rings are tighter.

Your face looks puffier.
Your bra feels personally offensive.
Your jeans are suddenly negotiating terms and your legs feel like you’ve spent the weekend carrying a toddler through Alton Towers… despite doing absolutely nothing more athletic than putting a wash on and forgetting about it for six hours.

That can be fluid.

Your lymphatic system is basically your body’s waste collection, recycling service and drainage department rolled into one.
Except it doesn’t have a big heart-like pump moving everything along. It relies on breathing, movement and muscle contraction.

Which is lovely in theory.

But then perimenopause arrives, your hormones start freelancing without management, you’re sitting in the car doing school runs, standing all day at work, not drinking enough because every toilet trip is already a military operation, and your body starts holding onto fluid like a menopausal woman keeping gift bags because “they’ll definitely come in handy.”

Lymphatic drainage massage uses gentle, rhythmic movements to encourage fluid towards the body’s natural drainage pathways.

It may help when you’re feeling:

Puffy in the face or body
Bloated and heavy through the abdomen
Swollen around the ankles, legs or hands
Sluggish after travel, heat or long periods sitting
Like your skin and body feel tighter than usual
Generally full, foggy and a bit… waterlogged

And no, this isn’t deep massage where I attack your thighs like they’ve personally wronged me. Lymphatic work is lighter and slower because lymph vessels sit close to the surface.

Many clients leave feeling lighter, softer, less “full”, more comfortable in their clothes and slightly shocked that their body wasn’t necessarily plotting against them after all.

I now offer four lymphatic treatments at The Cocoon Room: Full Body Flow, Upper Body Flow, Lower Body Flow and the abdominal Lymphatic Sculpt Ritual™.

Because sometimes you don’t need another punishing workout.

You need help taking the bins out.

Message me for details or book directly through the website.

19/07/2026

It’s funny really…

We’ll spend £300 fixing a washing machine because “we can’t cope without it.”

£700 on the car because “it needs sorting.”

£900 replacing a phone because “it’s playing up.”

But the human running the entire operation?

Nah.

She’ll just keep going.

Somewhere along the way we’ve accepted that living permanently overwhelmed, permanently exhausted and permanently switched on is just… adulthood.

It isn’t.

Your nervous system isn’t designed to run on emergency mode forever.

Which is why I think one of the most meaningful gifts you can give someone isn’t “a pamper.”

It’s the chance to remember what calm actually feels like.

Not the fake kind where you’re sat on the sofa but your brain is still writing tomorrow’s to-do list…

The real kind.

The kind where your whole body lets out a sigh you didn’t even realise it was holding.

At The Cocoon Room our gift vouchers can be purchased for any treatment or any value, so whether someone chooses a Japanese Head Spa, Lymphatic Flow, Vagus Nerve Reset, massage, reflexology or another of our restorative treatments, they can choose exactly what their body needs.

Because sometimes the greatest gift isn’t another thing.

It’s giving someone permission to stop surviving for an hour…

…and remember what it feels like to simply exist.

And if someone immediately popped into your mind while reading this…

You already know who needs it. ❤️

✨ Gift vouchers available online and in The Cocoon Room.