Your metaphysical toolkit is not a guilty secret


Support for women ripening into their second bite of life.

Dear Reader,

Your metaphysical toolkit is not a guilty secret. No matter what your 9 to 5 looks like.

I keep coming back to something Jaiya John wrote:

Our great misunderstanding is that we believe some things are meant to be done soullessly, and other things soulfully. Gradually, this line creeps. More and more we live soullessly, believing it to be the easier way. Nothing is meant to be lived soullessly. Ease has nothing to do with it. You are a soulful thing. Live soulfully.

For years, I hid my soul-making at work, and kept my work far away from my soul-making.

The result was exactly what it sounds like…

Living a divided life.

And feeling disconnected from my true nature at most moments of the day.

But it doesn't have to feel that way.

Here's a question for you: What would shift if you stopped compartmentalizing the parts of yourself that feel most sacred?

Whether you're a solopreneur, therapist, academic, healer, artist, or writer—burnout doesn't discriminate. And neither does the path back to your inner fire.

This weekend, I'm speaking at an event designed for academics in transition, but the wisdom applies to anyone who's ever felt the split between who they are at work and who they are in their soul.

The Ivory Tower Inner Fire Summit is happening January 17–19, and every single day is packed with incredible speakers, embodied practices, and real conversations designed to help you turn burnout into sacred work.

What drew me to this summit is its ethos of both/and.

It doesn't ask you to abandon intellectual rigor in order to explore intuition, embodiment, or spiritual tools. It invites all of those ways of knowing to sit at the same table.

Even if you're not in academia, I think you'll find something powerful here if you've ever felt like you need to hide your spiritual side to be taken seriously professionally.

It's going to be three full days of:

  • Actionable presentations to help you reconnect with your intuition
  • Practical sessions on integrating intellect + inner wisdom
  • Mindset shifts to help you reclaim your inner fire
  • And more talks on somatics, tarot, ritual, healing, and radical self-trust

Register for the FREE Ivory Tower Inner Fire Summit here.

I can't wait to see you there.

With such love,

Brooke

P.S. The event is free to attend and includes 48-hour access to all presentations, with optional upgrades if you want more time and support with the material.


Hi there! 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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