The Starwest Blog

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...

The idea started the way most January ideas do. Someone said, “New year, new me,” and the whole room groaned. Jason crossed it out on the whiteboard with more force than necessary. Bassma laughed and said, “Why does January always f...