When I look back at an old journal entry titled “My Big Vision,” it still gives me chills. I wrote it months before Ether Wellness existed — before the furniture, the logo, the scent of essential oils that now fills the studio. (Keep reading and view the full journal...
This space started as a whisper—an idea that lingered long after I tried to dismiss it. I couldn’t ignore the feeling that something was missing from the wellness world as I knew it. Not just for me, but for so many women I crossed paths with. We didn’t need another...
