2 kids under 10, 2 years post menopause at 46, and unbelievably I’m still happily married. Maybe it’s because my guy is more than a decade younger than me.

I feel the shitstorm coming too. I went back to my corporate paycheck + insurance because freelancing and running a home was WAY to much for me.

And my husband has learned to pick up the slack. It took a minute, but I stopped trying to be superwoman about a year ago. My kids get to school and back, get fed and playdated, and even get their field trip forms filled out - by Dad!

We talk. We support each other. We’re building a commune with other families on the little piece of land we steward. It’s not easy, but it’s good.

What’s my secret? Instead of following the hackneyed advice to just “put my oxygen mask on before helping others,” I also went and found an O2 tank and plugged the other end of the hose into a steady supply.

I left the patriarchy far behind and grounded my nervous system into Mother Earth. I stopped demanding change from the world, my partner, and my systems. I stopped doing any of that, and just learned how to be myself, authentically and fully.

A few years back, I was ready to go feral in the woods. But my kids were too young, and I knew single parenting would stretch me too thin. So I got radical.

And it’s working!

This isn’t a humblebrag on my part. It MIGHT be a small plug for my upcoming book. But I want to share that it’s possible.

And just like you said, Vanessa. The secret is finding the stillness. It’s not about DOING anything more at all.

Crisis is another word for opportunity. We will each take this and work with it in our own ways. And who the fuck am I to judge how anyone else chooses to do it.

Just know that there is something coming. And it’s going to require community to survive. Whether that’s a commune full of families, or a posse of feral women with axes and campers - doesn’t matter.

Hold your loved ones close. Starting with yourself. And enjoy what we have when we have it.

#onelove