I thought the Thrivewell journey would truly begin once the land was secured and the buildings were rebuilt. But what’s happening now is something I never expected, practitioners, creatives, and kindred spirits are already finding their way here. The tribe is forming before the gates even open… and it’s reminding me this vision is alive, already calling in the people it’s meant for.

I’ve always found safety in the written word. Since getting sober, writing has become my second language, my way of making sense of everything. But sharing a 12-minute video of myself, speaking unscripted from the heart about Thrivewell Estate? That was a level of vulnerability I wasn’t prepared for.
This post is about what it took to show up anyway, and what happened when I did.

An unexpected injury forced me to slow down this week, and in that stillness, I reached page 85 of my business plan. As nerves and doubt crept in, so did quiet reassurance. This letter is a reflection on the sacred pause, the power of preparation, and the quiet formation of a tribe that’s beginning to gather behind the vision of Thrivewell Estate.

What may look like a whirlwind is actually the quiet culmination of years of healing, clarity, and inner work finally taking form. This isn’t manic momentum, it’s sacred alignment. This letter is my reminder to you (and to myself) that when something is meant, it doesn’t need to be forced. It arrives with undeniable clarity.

There’s a strange kind of courage required to press “post” when what you’re sharing isn’t just a vision…it’s you. This letter is about that moment. About letting Thrivewell Estate step out from behind the scenes and into the world. About the fear, the freedom, and the quiet transformation that happens when you let yourself be seen, not just as a founder or a builder, but as a human being who healed, who dreamed, and who finally said yes.

This weekend, I finally sat down to begin organizing every branch of the Thrivewell vision, every sanctuary, every whispered idea, every thread of the dream, into one cohesive 100-page business plan. What I didn’t expect was how much it would reveal about who I’ve become. I realized I wasn’t just outlining a project, I was tracing the blueprint of my own inner architecture. The clarity, the resilience, the heart, the creativity, the fire behind it all. Writing it down became its own kind of transformation. This plan is more than strategy, it’s the key. The container for a calling I was born to steward. And naming that here is part of how I move through the last of the doubt and into the next becoming.

After walking the halls of The Manor, for the first and last time, I knew something had shifted. The decay was undeniable. The structure, unsalvageable. But the presence? Unmistakable. What followed was grief, doubt, and a reckoning I didn’t expect. This letter is not about answers. It’s about standing in the rubble of what could’ve been, questioning everything, and still choosing to begin again. Not from ambition but from reverence.

After a deeply emotional walk through Thrivewell Estate, founder Kelley Marathas reflects on the painful but necessary decision to bring down the original manor to its foundation following a year of exposure to the elements. In this post, she opens up about listening to hard truths from her builder, the weight of letting go, and the vision that will rise in its place. With encouragement from the town’s Planning Board and the support of key officials, Kelley prepares to formally introduce the Thrivewell Court proposal, an intentional, limited residential addition that will make the restoration of the estate financially viable while preserving more than 60% of the land. This is a story about grief, grace, and honoring legacy by building with heart.

Each step forward with Thrivewell seems to be met with an unexpected grace. This week’s meeting with town officials felt like more than progress, it felt like confirmation. We’re not just building a business; we’re co-creating a sacred space for community, restoration, and beauty. As synchronicities continue to unfold around every corner, it’s clearer than ever that this path is aligned.

Read the full update on where we are, what’s next, and the quiet magic that keeps carrying this dream forward.

As we move forward in the restoration of Thrivewell Estate, navigating zoning has become both a challenge and a powerful opportunity. Situated within a designated Heritage District, this land carries not only architectural significance—but cultural weight. In this post, we share where we stand in the zoning process, how we’re working in alignment with preservation standards, and why our use case—a space for healing, gathering, and legacy—honors the estate’s original spirit in a new way.

Before I speak to the planning board, I want to speak to you—my neighbors, the residents, and the small businesses of Northbridge. This is the letter I’ll be reading aloud, and I’m sharing it here first—with gratitude, transparency, and the hope of building something meaningful together.

What began as a simple property search for a wellness studio became something much more—a story of synchronicity, recovery, and a historic manor that mirrored my own path of rebirth. I didn’t find the vision. The vision found me… and it brought me home.