A Warm Welcome.
“Thoroughly unprepared, we take the step into the afternoon of life… with the false assumption that our truths and our ideals will serve us as hitherto. But we cannot live the afternoon of life according to the programme of life’s morning...” *
Carl Gustav Jung
There is a particular kind of moment that is hard to name…
Something quieter than an obvious crisis, or breakdown. The work still gets done, the calendar still fills, and from the outside everything holds. But something underneath has shifted, and the usual answers or methods no longer reach it. You find yourself asking questions you can't quite finish: about what you're doing, who you’ve become, what you actually want now, or what will be after this…
Or the opposite: something has cracked open, and the ground you stood on is simply gone.
Most guidance offers one method for everyone, or treats clarity as a thinking problem. Much of life doesn't work that way. We are unique: shaped by what we've lived, what we've lost, what we were praised for and what we learned to hide. At certain points, the strategies that carried us this far stop carrying us. And thinking harder doesn’t bring us closer.
This is what I write about here. The in-between. The thresholds where something has ended, or is asking to, and what comes next hasn't taken shape yet.
I write about them as the places where something true tends to begin, not as problems to solve. About what tends to open up. About awe, and the dreams that went quiet. About what the body knows before the mind catches up. About why protective patterns are intelligent rather than broken. About grief, exhaustion, and the strange disorientation of becoming someone slightly different. About the beauty of imperfection. About how inner change mostly happens: slower, less linearly, and more relationally than we're usually told.
What you won't find here: shortcuts, formulas, or the promise that any of this can be done quickly. What you will find is what I've learned across twenty years of walking alongside people through their own turning points, and through more than a few of my own, grounded in contemporary interdisciplinary research, lived experiences across continents, and wisdom that predates both.
I write as I work: without rush, and without arriving with the answer. My part is to offer language for what you might already be sensing, and occasionally a different angle on it. Sometimes it is movement rather than language, because the body often finds a way before the mind does.
If you're standing somewhere in between right now, you're welcome here. Read what resonates. Leave the rest. Some of it may be useful today. Some may only make sense later. Both are fine. There's no right pace for this work.
With warmth,
Susanne.
Quote * "...thoroughly unprepared we take the step into the afternoon of life; worse still, we take this step with the false assumption that our truths and ideals will serve us as hitherto. But we cannot live the afternoon of life according to the programme of life's morning; for what was great in the morning will be little at evening, and what in the morning was true will at evening have become a lie." C. G. Jung, "The Stages of Life" (1931), in The Collected Works of C. G. Jung, Vol. 8: The Structure and Dynamics of the Psyche (Princeton: Princeton University Press)
