MIDLIFE BY DESIGN: CURATING YOUR NEXT CHAPTER
I think one of the saddest things women learn, often without even realising it, is that pleasure is optional. Not work, not responsibility, not caregiving, not emotional labour, not being useful, available, productive, dependable, but pleasure? That gets pushed to the edge. It becomes the READ MORE…
Summer mornings have a magic of their own. The light arrives early, spilling through the curtains before the day has properly begun. The air feels softer, filled with birdsong and possibility. And while I once rushed through these long mornings, busy with lists, chores, and READ MORE…
It started with a sentence. Earlier this year, for International Women’s Day, I asked women to finish this: “This is Midlife by Design, Not by Default, because…” Sixteen women responded. Different countries. Different stories. Different seasons of midlife. But underneath all of it, the same READ MORE…
There is something about summer that makes everything harder to ignore: the longer days, the bare arms, the open windows, the sound of people outside living, the way light lingers in a room long after dinner, as if even the evening is reluctant to leave. READ MORE…
There is something about summer that can make you realise just how much of your life has been built around obligation. The longer days arrive, the light changes, the air softens, and suddenly you become aware of how deeply you want to enjoy yourself; to READ MORE…
Nobody tells you that one of the strangest parts of midlife isn’t your body changing, it’s your friendships. Not in a dramatic, ‘Real Housewives’ kind of way. More like… a quiet recalibration, a slow shifting of emotional gravity. The kind that happens when you’re no READ MORE…
Hustle used to feel like power. It looked like being busy, booked, needed, and impressive. It looked like pushing through, staying late, saying yes, doing more than anyone expected. It looked like ambition, but if I’m honest, it often felt like fear dressed up in READ MORE…
There was a time when movement, for me, was transactional. I moved to burn, to shrink, to compensate, to earn my dinner. Even when I told myself it was about “health”, there was often a subtle undertone of correction. Tighten this. Fix that. Undo what READ MORE…
Let’s just say it: A lot of women in midlife don’t struggle to find pleasure. They struggle to allow it. We know what we enjoy, we know what would feel good, we know what would soften us, nourish us, bring us back to ourselves, but READ MORE…
In this special Podcasthonepisode of Midlife by Design: Curating Your Next Chapter, I’m exp…
