Hi First name / love,
 
How are these final few days of February treating you? They always remind me of a line from Margaret Atwood's poem February "Get rid of death. Celebrate increase. Make it be spring." 🌱
 
Speaking of spring, there are a few dozen new folks here since I last wrote you. Mostly thanks to a great conversation I had on the Twelfth House podcast and a very sweet share in Marlee Grace's newsletter.
 
If you're one of those new folks, welcome! 👋 I'm so happy you're here, and I hope you'll reply to this email and introduce yourself. Tell me about your creations, your dreams & your beloveds. Family photos and pet pics are always welcome in my inbox.
 
And if you've been around for a while now, thanks so much for being here. 💖Please reply and re-introduce yourself (and your pets). I'm sure you've changed a lot since we last chatted, even if that was just yesterday.
 
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I've been thinking a lot about the pace of change lately. How it can feel so slow and so fast. How it can be so invisible as its happening but so obvious from a distance. How it can be as routine as the tide and as routine-destroying as a tidal wave.
 
At any point in the past three years, if you'd asked me what was happening in my life, I probably would've said “not much.” I've felt pretty stuck in the quicksand of events, emails, and Things To Do™, pulled under by the weight of day-to-day life.
 
But when I look back at where I was in March 2020 and where I am now three years later, literally EVERYTHING in my life has changed. 
 
I moved states. I finished my PhD. I published a book. I adopted dogs. I quit social media. I got married. I started a business. I stopped making one podcast. I started making three other podcasts. I made new friends. I got new clients. I travelled. And most importantly, I dreamed. I dreamed. I dreamed.
 
The impossibly slow and radically transformative pace of change is definitely a Saturnian lesson. So it shouldn't surprise you to learn that the past three years have also encompassed my Saturn return.
 
What I'm taking away from this period is that I don't have to be in such a hurry. For the lucky among us, life is long. Dreams can go slow. Even once-in-a-lifetime opportunities circle back. The best soups simmer before they boil.
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I've got big dreams for these emails I write you. I keep imagining moving to substack, and launching this as a podcast, and sending essays every week, and more and more and more. 
 
I thought that this spring might be my triumphant post-saturn-return unveiling of all that. But I think I want to keep my soup-self simmering for while longer.
 
In the meantime, I'll be in your inbox once a month or so. And check the box below for ways we can work together until then, First name / friend. ♡
xoxo, Amelia
 
 
ways to work with me
 
for dreamers who want to leave social media – get the free Leaving Social Media Toolkit
 
for business owners who want community & support –  join the Lifestyle Business League or learn more about my coaching services
 
for creatives, freelancers + beautiful people – sign up for Notion Nerd Night (it's free!)
& learn more about Living Systems, the course I co-teach seasonally
 
for (aspiring) podcasters – check out Softer Sounds for support launching or editing a show
 
 

 
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