My grandmother's kitchen was always full of women


I've been building something...

For months now, quietly, behind the scenes. Testing it. Refining it. Making sure it feels exactly right.

And on Thursday night - December 18th - I'm inviting you to experience it with me.

One last preview circle before our official launch in January.

Let me tell you why I'm doing this.


Eight years ago, I was sitting in a women's circle for the first time.

I didn't come as a leader. I came broken.

From the outside, I had it all. Twenty years climbing the corporate ladder at TJX - you know, the company behind TJ Maxx and Marshalls (and everyone's favorite HomeGoods). The executive title. The lakefront home. Two little babies.

Behind closed doors, I was quietly unraveling.

My marriage was ending - years of loving someone struggling with addiction, the family disease no one talks about at dinner parties. My body was keeping score. Chronic back pain so severe some mornings I couldn't get out of bed.

When I walked into that first circle, I was in so much physical pain I couldn't even sit on the floor.

I watched other women settle cross-legged into their spots. And I pulled up a chair.

I felt both grateful and mortified. Like everyone could see how broken I was.

But then something happened I didn't expect.

No one tried to fix me.

They just... saw me.

The marriage ending. The body failing. The executive mask cracking. The woman underneath who was barely holding on.

They witnessed it. And they didn't look away.

Circle after circle, something shifted.

I stopped apologizing for taking up space. I started speaking the truth I'd been afraid to say out loud. I got clear on what actually felt good - not what looked good, but what made me feel alive.

Slowly, I moved from the chair to the floor.

From being held to holding others.

From surviving to becoming more fully myself than I'd ever been.

I had to fall completely apart to find out who I really was.

And I needed witnesses - not fixers - to do it.


That's why I'm building Cercèlle.

Because I see what's happening to women right now. We're more "connected" than ever - Instagram, text threads, coffee dates scheduled six weeks out - and yet we're lonelier than any generation before us.

We've lost our third space. The place between work and home where you could step back and actually see your life.

My grandmother's kitchen was always full of women. Tuesday afternoons. Coffee brewing. The same faces, week after week. They didn't need a booking link or a Calendly. They just showed up.

What happened between then and now?

I'm building that back.

Weekly circles. In my hometown of Wellesley, MA and I'll be continuing my weekly online circle too - every Wednesday at noon est. The same women, week after week. No fixing. No advice. Just witnessing.

We officially launch January 8th, 2026.

(In numerology, 1+8+2+0+2+6 = 10, which reduces to 1. A 1 date. The universe basically handed us the perfect day for new beginnings.)

But before we launch, I'm inviting you to a preview circle.

Come experience what I've been building. See if it feels like what you've been looking for.

Thursday, December 18th, 2025
5:30 - 6:30 PM
Wellesley, MA(exact location shared upon registration)

No commitment. No pressure. Just come feel it for yourself.

Love,

Katie

P.S. If you can't make Thursday but you're curious, I have an online preview circle this Wednesday - December 17th at noon est (aka tomorrow!). Reply to this email and I'll send you the link.

Welcome to our Third Space...

Katie Sol 22 Skyline Drive Wellesley, MA 02482

Katie Sol

You built the life you were supposed to. You hit the milestones, checked the boxes. And yet—you feel alone in rooms full of people who know your résumé but not your truth. Harvard's 80-year study found that the #1 predictor of health, happiness, and longevity isn't wealth or achievement. It's the quality of our close relationships.As a former Fortune 100 executive, I know what it's like to build a life that looks perfect on paper but feels hollow on the inside. I also know what happens when you finally align your outer world with your inner truth. I'm Katie Sol, founder of Cercèlle—a women's circle studio where we're rebuilding the infrastructure for women to gather, witness each other, and remember who they really are.Subscribe to receive insights on moving from performance to presence, from isolation to belonging, from the life that looks right to the life that feels true.

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