Ki Notes

There’s a particular kind of power that lives in the women who raised us. A quiet, unshakable strength. A rootedness you can’t always name, but you feel it every time you think of them.

There are moments in life when everything we’ve known about ourselves begins to shift. Sometimes the change is welcomed—like giving birth or becoming a grandmother. Other times it arrives uninvited—through loss, illness, menopause, or the end of a career. Regardless of how it comes, transformation demands something sacred from us: the willingness to grieve who we once were so that we can be reborn into who we are becoming.