MID NIGHT
MID LIFE

with JENNA CARD

It’s 3:25am.  My body is slightly warmer than is comfortable, and I am wide awake.  

My partner, curled up sweetly beside me, irritates me slightly, and I am propelled from bed seeking solitude and … what?  I’m not sure.

On the surface, my mind grumps about with a list of to-dos… and yet something deeper whispers in words that I   can’t     quite    hear…

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Welcome and thank you for being here.

If you’re here, you can likely relate to the mid night, mid life experience above.  Maybe it captures an increasingly common occurrence for you, or it stirs worry about some foreboding future, or perhaps this is a story of your past, and you’ve moved through to the other side. 

No matter your current point of the mid life journey, you have a story. We all have a unique, deeply personal story of impact, sometimes suffering (often unwittingly), of intense emotions, body and / or relationship changes. A mysterious change that happens to us without consent, disrupting the life we’ve spent decades crafting.

Who is the ‘us’ and what is this mystery I’m speaking of?

Women, generally between the ages of 40-55, in western culture, who are going through

the profoundly significant, rarely understood, wholly devalued rite of passage called

Menopause.

I am Jenna Card, 52-year-old, cisgender woman of Germanic/Nordic descent born, raised and living on the unceded Coast Salish territories of Canada’s west coast.  I am many things including a Compassionate Communication trainer & coach, a daughter, sister & auntie, a solo polyamourist, a resident of an intentional community, and I am deep in the heart of Perimenopause. 

In the past 4 years (pandemic aside) my life has utterly unravelled. I’ve been set on a path of wanting—no—urgently needing to understand the purpose of this midlife disintegration. I am called to embrace this menopausal transformation from physiological, anthropological, and emotional healing perspectives as well as from shamanic rite of passage, social transformation and soul path perspectives, so that women do not need to wander this path as lost and lonely as I was.

As I deeply explore this stage of life, I dream of…

Community

A gathering of women, like the kind known deep in our DNA, where we heal each other through the sharing of wisdom, support, and love.  Consistent, reliable, courageous and honest.

Eldership & Sisterhood

True Elders, initiated Grandmothers, Aunties and Sisters, who can hold us as we roar, laugh and grieve, welcoming home all parts of us.  Holding us as we heal individual and collective pain of this life and beyond.

Metamorphosis

Ceremony and ritual to guide us from numbness, avoidance, fear, or confusion to grounded, soul-soothing sense-making with clear purpose for this next, imperative stage of life.

My vision is the co-creation of spaces, digital & analog, where this dream can come true.

Gifts await us on the other side of this sometimes agonizing transformation, and I am determined to reclaim, celebrate and offer them, for myself, for you, for our community and this beloved planet.

Still here?  Sweet, let’s talk! 

At this incubational stage of this endeavour, I am connecting with women all over North America who are at the perimenopausal / menopausal stage of life. I want to hear your story!  I want to know you, the individual you and the greater weave of the collective you.

If this speaks to you, I would be thrilled to hear from you. I love personal connection and have openings for free heart-to-heart talks.
Or I have created an online heart sharing space where you can share your story in writing.

Please know that your story is sacred to me and no identifying details will ever be shared without your express, written permission. 

The collective story you contribute to will help me craft community & offerings that will educate and uplift hundreds, maybe even thousands, of women (including you, if you want it!) in easing and deepening the journey through menopause to their own powerful expression of Wise Woman.

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It’s now 4:45am, and I’m going to crawl back into bed and snuggle the lovely being who waits in sleep for me. 

I send you blessings of nurturance and ease.