Your best bet (a December blessing)


A December blessing for Reader.

May you remember that knowing yourself is radical work
in a culture built to keep women pleasing and preoccupied.

May you notice when your reflex is to do the practical thing —
the thing that won’t rock the boat,
won’t place a burden.

May this month be a time of listening.

Listening beneath the exhaustion, the sleepless nights,
the unanswered messages, the caregiving,
the life lived in service to others.

Listening beneath the expectation
that you should have it together by now,
that your cracks should stay secret,
that your dreams can and must wait.

May you meet your life as it actually is,
sacred in its imperfect unfolding.

May you know - today and every day -
that you are your own best bet.

That your life’s desire
is waiting for you to look up,
and say
Yes.

Hold your blessing close. More on Sunday.

xx, Brooke

P.S. Second Bite, my group coaching program for mid-life women, has a handful of spots left. And I’ve got a few openings in my calendar, if you'd like a chat before I head off to Paris next week. You can book time with me here.



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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