welcome!

And thank you for taking a moment to follow that inner knowing to reach out, to seek more.

Some women already arrive FERAL. Others arrive very very FINE – and just quietly exhausted by it. Both belong here.

To all the women in their forties (or thereabouts), the ones who have been momming, working at home or elsewhere, and emotionally supporting a romantic relationship that feels like it’s all give and no take. To all the women out there who feel like you have nowhere to turn to rest or listen to your thoughts or feel your feelings.

You’re a good wife, a good mother, a good friend – and somehow still feel invisible.

You keep starting sentences with “I feel grateful, but…”

You have a nagging feeling that time is passing and something important is going untended.

To all of you out there feeling FINE, BUT…

You find yourself mindlessly buying, drinking or eating, watching endless amounts of TV and scrolling.

Burying your rage, burying your desires and dreams.

Because you have rage, you have grief and you have dreams. Or maybe something just feels off that you can’t name. You feel it underneath the surface, bubbling and steaming like a witch’s brew because you, my friend, have the FUCKING MAGIC that the world needs and that you want to give.

Magic that you can feel and love and can’t wait to experience in its most feral state. It’s just buried underneath some stuff. OK, a lot of stuff.

Let’s shed those layers and uncover what enchantments await beneath so that you can go from FINE TO FERAL and make this world a better place!