08/07/2026
I’ve been sitting with something for a while...
Over the last few years, I’ve watched my body become unfamiliar.
The brain fog.
The anxiety.
The exhaustion.
The nights of staring at the ceiling.
The moments of wondering, *”What is happening to me?”*
I’ve spent years studying the body through yoga, Ayurveda, anatomy, and women’s health. And yet, nothing could have fully prepared me for walking through perimenopause myself.
What I’ve discovered is this...
We don’t just need more information.
We need each other.
We need spaces where women can tell the truth without being dismissed. Where we can bring together modern science, ancient wisdom, yoga, laughter, tears, and honest conversation. Where no one has to whisper, “Is this normal?” because the room already knows.
So I’ve been dreaming.
Dreaming of Full Moon gatherings devoted to this sacred threshold. Not as support groups. Not as lectures.
But as circles.
A place to remember that we are not broken.
A place to learn what’s happening in our brains and bodies.
A place to reclaim the wisdom that this season has to offer.
A place where we don’t have to navigate this transformation alone.
If your heart stirred while reading this... stay close.
Something beautiful is beginning to take shape.
🌕✨
If this speaks to something you’ve been quietly carrying, I’d love to hear from you. What is one thing no one warned you about perimenopause?
Share below or send me a dm. Your story may be exactly what another woman needs to hear.