For the woman over 60 who keeps muting herself
but still secretly wants more
The Painting, the Leaves, and the Dream You Forgot You Had
I was painting a bouquet of hydrangeas yesterday.
Soft blues. Lavender shadows. That kind of whispery beauty that almost disappears into the background.
And right in the middle of all that softness—
I painted some leaves that were too loud. Too green. Too… wrong.
And I stared at them and thought:
That’s me.
Or at least the me I’ve been trained to be.
The version that edits herself.
The one who softens her tone.
The one who says, “I don’t want to be a bother,” even though her soul is on fire.
Because that’s what women like us were taught to do, isn’t it?
Be pleasant. Be agreeable. Be useful.
And if you happen to have a big dream inside you?
Well, maybe save that for later. Or never.
But here’s the truth nobody talks about:
That dream you had at 17?
The one you buried under decades of groceries and obligations and “I’ll get to it someday”?
It’s not dead.
It’s waiting.
And maybe it’s not the exact same shape as it was back then.
But the soul of it—the spark—is still flickering inside you.
So let me ask you something bold:
What if you went back for it?
What if you let yourself want what you really want again?
To dance again.
To publish something.
To open that Etsy shop.
To travel without asking permission.
To say out loud, “I want to be seen,” without apologizing.
What if today is the day you stop muting yourself just to stay acceptable?
I’m not saying it’s easy.
Living my dream—becoming a full-time working artist at 69—has come with its own mess and stretch.
But you know what never factored into my decision?
Fear.
Because I had already wasted too many years wondering if I was “too late.”
Turns out, I wasn’t. And neither are you.
Here’s what I know for sure:
You can be soft and still rise.
You can be kind and still speak your truth.
You can love your people and still choose you.
But you’ve got to choose.
You’ve got to move.
Because dreams don’t bloom just because you remember them.
They bloom because you plant them again.
If you’re ready to plant yours, I have something for you.
It’s called REFOUNDATION, and it’s not just a workbook.
It’s a soul roadmap for women over 60 who are tired of living half-lives.
It won’t do the work for you.
But it will help you remember who you were before you got so good at disappearing.
And it’ll guide you to rebuild—quietly, clearly, powerfully—from the inside out.
No more muting yourself.
You’re not too much.
You’re not too late.
You’re not finished.
You’re just… ready.
Let’s go.
🖼️
— Monica
We don’t retire—we rewire™




I was so busy trying just to survive that I had no dreams except getting away. It took 5 years to get through college cuz I couldn’t pick a major. I ended up in law school by happenstance. That’s when I began to come alive. BUT I have lived with “I am too much “ and “I don’t want to be seen” and have worked on that a lot. I am sharing to be seen. Thk you!
Love your painting and what it represents. Brilliant 💞