Because sometimes the goal isn't escaping the storm.
It's learning how to stand in the middle of it.
Perimenopause. Parenting teenagers. Reinvention. Grief. Marriage. Identity. Starting over.
These are the conversations we're having anyway.
We might as well have them honestly.
Eye of the Storm is a podcast for women navigating one of the most disorienting intersections of life: your hormones are shifting, your children are changing, old identities are falling away, and questions you thought were settled are suddenly back on the table.
Beneath all of it is one question:
Perimenopause — the hormonal shifts, the rage, the grief, the brain fog, the identity crisis nobody warned you about.
Kids in puberty — what happens when your hormones are crashing while your child's are surging, and how to parent consciously when you're running on empty.
Generational healing — the patterns you inherited, the ones you're determined to break, and what it actually costs to be the one who stops the cycle.
You've Googled "am I going crazy?" at 2 a.m. and felt relief when perimenopause came up.
You spend your days holding everyone else together and wonder when someone is going to notice you're struggling too.
You look around at the life you've built and quietly ask yourself, Is this it?
You're navigating teenagers, aging parents, shifting identities, or a marriage that suddenly feels different.
You're tired of advice from people who haven't lived it.
You're ready for honest conversations instead of perfect answers.
I’m Niki Brosnan.
Writer, speaker, coach, mother, and lifelong student of reinvention.
For years I helped everyone else find their way. Now I'm learning what happens when I stop disappearing and trust myself instead.
Butterfly Dust is my first memoir.
hello!
The storm isn't a sign you're broken.
It's a sign something is changing.
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Season One:
You have spent your life being everything to everyone
and have quietly lost track of yourself.
You are not broken. You are not too late. You are in the middle of something that has a name and there is a way through it that doesn't require you to disappear any further.