Dear you, there is something quite magical about starting a letter off with “dear,” the way I just did. When you really stop and think about it, so much changes when you acknowledge the dearness in others. In this blog, I explore how you can elevate your connection with others through the use of “dear.” And how you can extend the magic even further by embodying that sense of “dear you” as a way of being in the world. Enjoy the read, dear one.

I don’t know that I’ve ever properly introduced myself in my writing. I am Dodie Sobretodo. Today I’m remembering something very fundamental to who I am. That I’m a dancer, humbly coming back to the studio. This blog is an invitaiton for you to return to your own fundamentals and the things you may have forgotten about yourself.

Crotch out is what I call it. These bold space-taking- up-men, that like to sprawl out, limbs splayed out, and crotch all out there. We’re often told to take up more space. Like, that’s a good thing. But what’s even better is developing a space-taking-up repertoire. Start with reading this blog!

Failing doesn’t get funnier or worse than the social media post fail I made earlier this week. In the past, a fail like this would have me in a death spiral! But I’ve learned to back away from the edge. And it’s this ability to do so, that success is built on. So let’s roll up our sleeves and become a student to failure.

I have a dream. One so near and dear to my heart that I’ve held for a long time. And arose from my experience facing into the devastating toll that racism has taken on me. It’s the creation, through writing, of a place called The House of Belonging. A place that welcomes all, particularly marginalized people who hold a chronic sense of not belonging. In this blog, the House is raised. The doors are open. And you are welcome.

No one ever talks about your relationship to space, at least not in our day-to-day lives. Yet we’re swimming in it all the time. Trauma and intersectionalities can make the space in front of us feel like a lethal snake pit. If you wanna level up, then you need to level up your relationship with space. This post will show you how.

This is the sticky note that’s been on my wall beside my desk for ages. That pained me so much to see, cause it wasn’t happening. My dream was to to write, and tell stories all the time. I’m happy to say that sticky is no longer a source of pain, and that I’m actioning out that dream as I type these words. I now write stories all the time. And I want to help you get from dreams to making it happen too. Read the blog to find out how juicy goodness can help you too.

We all have people in our lives who have tried to put us in a box. Like Ike, my misinformed friend who tried to tell the women in our 30s friend group that we need to wear sexy, fancy, matching underwear on dates if we wanted to be taken seriously. So icky. But sadly, part of me internalized this message. This is the age of juicy. And it’s time to take your juicy back!

Do you like my brown vintage velour Juicy Couture track suit circa 2001?? I absolutely covet this thing! And believe it or not it also, in part, inspired this juicy research project. As did my mother’s passing in late December 2024, where I tended to her in her final days in this very outfit. I am here in brown velour, in the wake of my mother’s passing, with a message for you -covet your juicy. It is yours, precious, and the real deal.

My love for writing arose in the aftermath of a very steamy date with a cute engineer named Geoff. It was in the love letters we wrote to one another, where I discovered I had a love and talent for writing. Though it wasn’t until I tapped into a quiet confidence, that I was actually able to call myself a writer. And that has made all the difference.

Do you like my new butter yellow winter coat? Let’s expand our juicy repetoire beyond fresh and fruity. Let’s also consider the possibility of finding bold and lively movement in the world with the qualities of rich, slippery, gliding and decadent. This could get messy! Are you ready for it?

This is for those that turned the corner into 2025 with bold, delicious visions, but have lost that loving feeling. Let me help you retrace your steps back to that corner. Where all that goodness remains - for you.

Rather than “talk about” support, let’s practice. Pick 3 is a practice where you get to choose 3 supports before you start your next task. As satisfying as choosing 3 scoops of ice cream.

Come sit down and join me for a story about the best ramen soup in town & taking YOUR time. How honouring your own sense of timing can be a tremendous support.

I like to ham it up after a big race. Even if I ran as slow as a herd of turtles through peanut butter. HAM IT UP is a practice where we ham up positive emotions that show up after performing a task.