Making Meaning
in Midlife
For the woman who's tired,
but awake, and done letting
the good girl run the show.
Something in you is finally done.
Done doing for everyone else while your own life sits in a waiting room. Done performing fine when you're not. Done letting the good girl run the show.
You're not broken. You're not lost. You're at a threshold - one of those moments where what you've been carrying finally gets heavy enough that you have to set it down and figure out what was actually yours to begin with.
That's what this work is for.
Trust what’s pulling you
The Apothecary at the Edge of the Woods carries different kinds of medicine.
There are many shelves in this apothecary - some public, some you find when you're ready. The medicines range from something you can start today to deeper, longer work. And some remedies are still being prepared.
Browse a bit, and see what grabs you.
Find what you came for.
Meet the Medicine Keeper
I'm Angel. And I'm not standing at the top of the mountain calling down to you.
I live this work.
The mortality awareness, the shadow excavation, the slow and sometimes uncomfortable process of choosing your own life over the one you've been performing.
I'm in it alongside you - just a little further down the same path.
Join me.
From those who've been here
The work looks different depending on which medicine you choose. The experience tends to sound like this.
