Two hours of being held (rather than needed)


Support for women ripening into their second bite of life.

You're invited! Softening the Overwhelm

A live, on-line workshop for midlife women who are exhausted by holding it together — and ready to let their whole body exhale.

Sunday, May 31 | 12–2pm ET


Dear Reader,

Anxiety is stripped away by concentrated listening and perceiving."
~ Marion Woodman

Marion’s wisdom sums up why I made this new workshop.

When it comes to overwhelm, what most of us are starving for isn't a quick fix.

Even if we had a magic wand that could wave it all away, I think what we actually crave is being seen — in the complexity of all that we are, and all that we hold.

We want someone to acknowledge that what we're carrying is real, heavy, and not a personal failing.

We want someone else to hold space so we can finally relax.

That's what Softening the Overwhelm is for.

It's a coach-led somatic and creative workshop where we meet overwhelm with tenderness, curiosity, and a bit of playfulness — instead of trying to fix it. So the anxiety can lift.

Here's what we'll do together:

We'll open with a grounding yoga nidra practice — so you are guided to fully arrive. Your nervous system will know the difference between this sacred space and a regular Zoom meeting.

Then we'll move into simple sensory work with art materials you already have at home. Nothing fancy. These are soothing practices that require zero artistic technique, and let the whole body process what the mind keeps circling.

You'll leave with...

A loosening. The felt sense that overwhelm and heaviness can lift — that it was never as permanent as it felt. And you'll leave having been witnessed.

Not as the one who holds everything together. As yourself.


You've gotten so good at holding it together that even the people who love you most may have stopped noticing exactly how much you're carrying.

That's what survival looks like in a culture that runs on women's labor.

This kind of overwhelm was made in community. It softens in community too.

On Sunday, May 31 we're not going to fix it or hack it or make a plan for it. We're going to let your whole body exhale.

Come set it all down.

To your second bite,

Brooke

P.S. I’ll connect with you again this weekend with a blessing and a journaling prompt. Until then, big hugs.

Ready to come set it down?

SOFTENING THE OVERWHELM

THROUGH YOGA NIDRA, EXPRESSIVE ARTS, & COACHING

A workshop for midlife women who are exhausted by holding it together — and ready to let their whole body exhale.

Sunday, May 31 · 12–2pm ET · Live on Zoom · $24

When you register, you'll receive your Zoom link and a short supply list. The materials are simple — things most of you already have at home.


I'm Brooke Hofsess—Midlife Midwife for women living their messy, holy second bite of life. Through coaching, creativity, and ritual, I guide women back to the parts of themselves they were taught to tamp down—their wild, their creativity, their intuition. The women I work with are hungry for depth, meaning, and the relief of not doing life alone anymore.

You'll find me in the Blue Ridge Mountains of North Carolina, where I live with my husband Dustin, our daughter Thea, two clever border collies, and an ever-growing collection of handmade mugs for Egyptian Licorice Mint tea.


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