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Midlife isn’t a crisis—it’s a wild, holy becoming. This is your invitation to experience midlife as it was meant to be: sweet, curious, delicious.
Dear Reader, The sleepytime tea is steeping. The open journal on your lap. A puzzle in progress. And yet, you still go to bed feeling... kind of blah. You don't have to hit a dramatic, collapse-on-the-floor kind of burnout to be soulfully dehydrated. You can be doing everything "right" and still not wake up feeling replenished. The overculture sells us a one-size-fits-all version of rest (looking at you, 8 hours of perfect sleep). What we actually need to refill our cups… well, that shifts...
Dear Reader, When I asked a friend the other day about her dreams, she looked at me like I'd asked her to recite a poem from memory. "I don't have time to think about my dreams," she said. I've been thinking about it ever since. Because it's not really about time, is it? It's about what we've been trained to consider a legitimate use of our attention. We live inside a culture that has colonized the things that should belong to us most intimately — how we sleep, how we eat, how we go for a...
"Rest and laughter are the most spiritual and subversive acts of all. Laugh, rest, slow down." — Anne Lamott Here's a question for you, Reader: what do you expect rest to do for you? I used to expect rest to feel like dessert — a reward for after the big win, for whenever I'd finally "earned" it. Last week, lake-deep with nowhere to be and nothing to do, I caught myself expecting the spaciousness to make things happen for me. Was I relaxing enough to access my intuition? Was I actually...