I Don’t Want to Write Just Because It’s Sunday
What if not knowing isn’t something we need to fix?
Soul Letters
Reinventing what it means to grow older through words that awaken your truth, courage, and joy.
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Fear shows up first. Courage follows.
Your Soul Can’t Shout Over All That Striving
What if the harder we try to control life, the less room we leave for guidance, support, and what is already trying to reach us? This week’s Soul Letter is about loosening our grip, listening beneath all the striving, and becoming willing to receive.
Finding Each Other in Public
Something exciting is happening among women. We are stepping into view, finding one another there, and showing each other that another life is still possible.
A Book, a Paintbrush, and the Woman I Haven’t Met Yet
A new book, an old curiosity about painting, and one quiet question for summer: What else might I love? Sometimes feeling more alive begins with something small enough to seem almost unnecessary.
Inconveniently Alive
I did not shrink on schedule. Notes from beyond the edge of the aging map.
Enough Fixing. Let Summer Find You.
For the woman who has spent the first half of the year fixing, healing, deciding, releasing, and trying so hard to get her life right. Maybe summer is not asking you to improve. Maybe it is only asking you to come outside and remember you are still allowed to be alive.
Getting Through Was Never the Whole Story
What if the very thing that helped you survive has quietly become the thing making your life smaller?
The Tired You Can't Sleep Off
There is a kind of tired that doesn’t ask for rest as much as it asks to be understood.
I Just Want to Be Me Again
Some of who I was still wants to live in who I’m becoming.
Your voice in what comes next
Something has been quietly forming here. Before I create anything new, I want to hear from you.
What the World Calls a Weed
A letter about dandelions, recognition, and the beauty we almost miss because someone taught us to call it common.
I Thought I Was Writing Into the Void
One year ago, I sent the first Soul Letter into a quiet I couldn’t see across. I didn’t know the answering would build a room.
The Freedom Ageism Didn’t Mean to Give Us
Sometimes ageism doesn’t arrive as cruelty. Sometimes it arrives as a compliment.
We Used to Call That Strength
A letter for the woman who has carried everything so well that people stopped asking if it was heavy.
You Don’t Have to Explain Your Life to Anyone
On the quiet weight of a life lived in translation.
The Rest You Haven't Earned Yet
On the lie that taught us to be ashamed of stillness.
You're Not Behind. You Never Were.
What if the timing you've been apologizing for is the whole point?
Why Your Closest Relationships Can Feel the Loneliest
What happens to the people we love when we outgrow the version they knew.
The Anger Underneath the Gratitude
I didn’t see it coming, the moment I stopped being sad about my life and realized I was furious about it.