ways we can walk together
Four gentle spaces for your soul
Letters from the Middle
A monthly pause button for your soul—three gentle questions to sit with (I’ll go first), a favorite quote, a few things I’m learning, and the books keeping me company. Learn more→.
The Table
An honest place of belonging for women in the middle years - carrying stories still unfolding and questions without easy answers. Here you’ll find weekly gatherings, monthly Soul Circles, quarterly book nights, and - maybe most of all - the rare gift of a soul care community where your tears, your laughter, and even your “I-forgot-what-day-it-is” ordinary moments all have a seat at the table. Learn more→
The Soul Companion
Not a program, but a pilgrimage. One-on-one presence for the deeper work of your becoming. No need to hurry, explain, or perform—just come as you are and be met with care. Learn more→.
A Season of Becoming
An eight-week journey alongside a small circle of women. Together, we’ll pay attention to your life, name what’s true, gently release what holds you back, and lean into the slow, quiet work of becoming. Learn more→
introducing the table
Less hustle. More lingering meal.
Arrival, Gathering, Hearth
Why I started The Table
Midlife feels like a thousand roles shifting all at once. Some women glide through it luminous and serene, while I’m just trying to remember the password I’ve had since 2004.
On the hard days, I look around and think, some women seem to have this all figured out. Me? I’m just hoping my jeans will button by Friday.
That’s why I started The Table — because deep down I know I’m not the only one, and I don’t believe we’re meant to stumble through this season alone. It’s meant to be shared. Here, we sit together - no filters, no pretending, just women showing up as we are.
Pull up a chair, and let’s figure it out together.
Soon, The Table will gather in person here in Spain. I can already imagine it: long meals beneath olive trees, slow mornings with coffee and journals, evenings wrapped in honey-warm light. A retreat, not for productivity or programs, but for rest, belonging, and becoming. It’s still a dream in the making, but if your heart stirs at the thought, you’ll want to be on the list for the Letters from the Middle — that’s where I’ll share more, when the time comes.
