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The Second Bite

Permission to clap back

Published 3 months ago • 1 min read

Support for women ripening into their second bite of life.

Dear Reader,

Lately, in my group coaching circles, there’s been a shared hum: A hundred days left in the year.

You can feel the world revving up—countdowns, checklists, that familiar chorus of not enough time.

But the women I work with?

We’re choosing another rhythm.
We’re clapping back at the frenzy, and tuning our ears to something older, wiser—a hymn that whispers: there’s still time to tend what matters.

And, we're returning to one of my favorite practices: the 100 Day Letter—part vision, part devotion, part soulful resistance.

Because aliveness isn’t managed—it’s courted.

Something always stirs when women gather to write these visionary letters.
Permission thickens the air. Possibility becomes contagious.
We laugh, exhale, and unclench our calendars—like finally stepping off a treadmill we didn’t know we were on.

This is the kind of practical magic I live for—rituals that soften the noise, and turn ordinary days into invitations to fall back in love with our own lives.

Because that's where we find the threshold between what has been and what’s ready to be born.

So, here’s a blessing for your next hundred days:

Your October Blessing

May you love your life enough that you don’t quit dreaming of it.
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May you believe in change that comes from your heart and is worked, like dough, with your own hands.
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May you find women to connect and dream with—companions who remind you that you don’t have to do life alone.
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And most of all, may you speak to yourself of the woman you are meant to become.

xx,
Brooke

Hi there! I’m Brooke Hofsess—Midlife Midwife, intuitive coach, scholar, podcast host.

But really, I’m just a midlife woman finding my way in real time—raising my daughter Thea, keeping up with two clever border collies (Jess & Marjo), and tending to the wild mix of exhaustion and aliveness that midlife brings.

My gift is serving up practical magic to successful overthinkers: helping them uncover the sacred in the mundane, spaciousness in the chaos, and reflection in the rush.

I’m here to remind you—you’re out of breath, not courage.

Midlife isn’t a crisis—it’s a wild, holy becoming.

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