There’s a quiet relief in actually admitting that you don’t have a plan.
For a long time, I felt pressure to explain what Calme is.
A café. A workshop space. A community. A CIC.
Something that needed to be defined clearly, neatly and with a confidence that I don’t have right now. But the truth is much gentler than that. Calme isn’t a finished idea — it’s a journey and right now, I’m allowing it to unfold without forcing it into a shape too soon.
This space, this project is less about arriving somewhere and more about paying attention to where I already am. I’ve spent years doing, fixing, holding things together, carrying responsibility quietly. Like many women, I learned how to be capable before I learned how to rest. How to help before I learned how to receive. How to keep going long after my body and heart were asking for something slower. Lately, I’ve been listening more closely.
Listening to my energy.
Listening to what feels heavy. Listening to what feels quietly right and what feels right is this:
creating space — for myself and for others — that doesn’t demand performance. Calme is becoming a place for gentle connection.
For cups of tea without expectation. For creativity without outcome. For conversations that don’t need solutions. This blog — Calme Journey — is part of that.
Not a marketing tool. Not a teaching platform. Just a place to write honestly, to reflect, to notice. Some posts might be short. Some might wander. Some might simply name how things feel...
That’s enough right now. If you’re reading this and you’re also somewhere in-between — between chapters, between decisions, between who you were and who you’re becoming — you’re very welcome here.
We don’t need a map.
Just a willingness to walk forwards gently. Feel free to walk with me. A community is just that. People coming together as they are.
Love Always - Caroline 🤍