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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.
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...
Support for women ripening into their second bite of life. Dear Reader, Friday night I walked through the hospital doors with a visceral thought:shhh… it’s okay, you’ll be mothered here. I’d been sent to the ER to rule out “the scary stuff” behind sudden vertigo.Not how I imagined kicking off a weekend. Last year I came to this same hospital weekly for iron infusions. And strangely—I loved it. Not the needles or the fatigue, but the care. The nurses knew my name. They tucked warm blankets...
Support for women ripening into the second half of life. Dear Reader, I was on the phone with a friend recently, circling together around how life feels right now. We talked about how my mother’s terminal illness has been the backdrop to my whole adulthood. When my friend asked how that was shaping me now, I paused, searched for a word, and heard myself say something about recalibration. I’ve been turning that word over ever since, trying to put language to the shifts inside me. My mom’s...