The Starwest Blog

Valentine’s Day tends to narrow love into something tidy, one person, one gesture, one version of care, but plants don’t love that way, and neither do we, at least not really, this week love feels wider, less performative, more observant,...

February has a way of putting love in the room whether you invited it or not. It becomes the headline on its own. So instead of stepping around it, we leaned toward it. Not the grand version people announce, but the quiet one. The kind that lives in...

What does it actually look like when your body is supported before it starts waving red flags?  That question surfaced on a regular workday when someone walked in looking a step behind themselves. Not fully sick. Not fully we...

National Hot Tea Day landed on January twelfth, but the conversation started long before that. Kai had been reviewing sourcing notes and pointed out how often tea origins get flattened into a single word. Black. Green. Herbal. As if the place does no...

Some rituals do not feel trendy. They feel steady. Those are usually the ones that last. The gut–brain conversation came up during a mid-afternoon check-in, the kind where emails blur, and everyone reaches for something warm. Brandy mentioned s...