A very warm welcome

Landing where I've been called

Hello loves,

If you are reading this, if you are here, we are connected. Perhaps strangers, perhaps never to cross physical paths, but familiar, intertwined, here. Those who lead with their hearts soft and open and willing often do, because it is often just meant to be.

For three years now, I have savoured for this moment. This space has lived dormant, collecting subscribers while I figured out what I hoped for it to become (if that is you, thank you so much for your patience). Each day, feeling a little closer, a little softer, a little more open, a little more me. Waiting until the clarity came. Waiting until I saw with my whole, un-thought-through self what was meant to live here — outside of all the overthinking and perfectionism that I am always opening to unveil. The moment has now arrived — screaming, with incredible insistence: “yes, go, do, be”. It is asking to live out. And I am listening. And so, I am here. I am seeing what’s at the core and letting this be the vessel for it to surface.

Doing things behind closed doors when we know they are meant to be seen is part of the process, but it really only begins when we choose for it reach the hearts of others. My instinct is to share, to let myself be seen, and I owe it to myself to honour that. We all do. It’s vulnerable and and new and keeping promises to myself and commitment and yet, and yet, all the while, knowing that it is right, and letting that be the guide. It is time.

The call to come off social media, to hone, to retreat, has been ever present over the past years. I desire more intimate connection, more being with, more long-form, more meaning, more community, more humanity. This leads me to Substack, to being here, with you. A place away from the noise, away from algorithms, away from trends, away from expectations and conformity — simply just building a body of inter-connected work of words straight from my heart. It is a gift for us to have such a space to share so freely, and I am so honoured to be here, doing it.

Holding the gift, seeing the desire, honouring the call — I repeat, I repeat.

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Letters on softness and humanity for sensitive souls and deep-feelers, from my heart to yours.

I hope to create what is to be considered a sacred space for sensitive souls, for deep-feelers, for those who navigate this world with tender and open hearts, soft all over from the love they graciously emit.

There is a great expansion and a deep affirmation to be found at a Salon for kindred souls, together and yet apart, arriving at the base of a home offering a story to encourage emergence. Sharing snippets of our inner world are beams we would not otherwise have — they matter, and I am letting it matter. I deeply hope that my words nudge you to hold your heart a little closer, to settle into your body a little easier, to move a little softer — knowing that softness always brings you back to yourself. We are together. All of you is welcome here, all of you is safe here.

Most Sundays, you will receive a letter from me exploring thoughts, realisations, musings, poetry and so much more than I don’t yet know and will leave open to channel as and when it arrives. It will be imperfect and honest and poetic and sometimes airy, but it will be from my heart, and it may be what’s on yours too.

I’m so looking forward to see what this space becomes.

Take deep, tender care of yourself.

With love,
Katie x