29/04/2026
Lately I’ve been thinking about what it means for a woman to feel held.
Not rescued.
Not fixed.
Not analysed.
Held.
There’s a difference.
Held looks like:
Not having to explain yourself from the beginning.
Not being the steady one for everyone else.
Not editing your feelings so they’re easier for others to hear.
Midlife asks a lot of us.
We’re holding families.
Parents.
Work.
Friendships.
Expectations.
Grief.
Change.
And somewhere along the way, many women forget what it feels like to be the one who is supported.
That’s why I care so deeply about circle.
Not because it’s dramatic.
Not because it’s something we “should” be doing.
But because there is something powerful about sitting in a room where you don’t have to perform strength.
Where your nervous system can soften.
Where your voice can arrive unmasked.
Circle returns in May.
If you’ve been quietly craving a space like that, you’re welcome to message me “Circle” and I’ll share the details.