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The Creation

This is where I began to rebuild. Sometimes in the middle of the fog, sometimes before the fire was fully out.
The Creation is the season of choosing myself, setting boundaries, and daring to imagine a life beyond survival.
Here you’ll find the work of reclaiming voice, truth, and possibility — one deliberate choice at a time, even when the way forward wasn’t clear.

The Gift of Knowing

The Gift of Knowing

The Gift of Knowing

The truth shattered me. And in the wreckage, I found the woman I was always meant to be.

Katherine Tatsuda

Sep 21, 20252 min read

Devastation and Artistry

Devastation and Artistry

Devastation and Artistry

My sister and I have processed this season of life very differently. Finally, we are both tapping into our creativity to bring us to life.

Katherine Tatsuda

Sep 19, 20252 min read

Ordinary Magic of the Day

Ordinary Magic of the Day

Ordinary Magic of the Day

Today has been one of those days when my brain is foggy and inpiration seem far away. So, I'm focusing on the ordinary magic of the day.

Katherine Tatsuda

Sep 18, 20252 min read

The Universe Provides

The Universe Provides

The Universe Provides

When we choose courage, even when it’s hard, we make room for magic. And we learn what we are capable

Katherine Tatsuda

Sep 16, 20251 min read

A photograph of a roller coaster track curving upward inside a glass-domed atrium, illuminated by purple-blue lighting. The structure captures both motion and stillness, echoing the intensity and unpredictability of life’s emotional highs and lows.

A photograph of a roller coaster track curving upward inside a glass-domed atrium, illuminated by purple-blue lighting. The structure captures both motion and stillness, echoing the intensity and unpredictability of life’s emotional highs and lows.

Dopamine, Cortisol, Oxytocin—Oh My! | Riding The Neurochemical Roller Coaster

From whales singing under my kayak to the weight of leadership stress, my brain has been riding a true neurochemical roller coaster.

Katherine Tatsuda

Sep 14, 20252 min read

A red-topped lighthouse stands on the edge of a rugged cliff, overlooking a vast blue ocean that stretches endlessly into the horizon.

A red-topped lighthouse stands on the edge of a rugged cliff, overlooking a vast blue ocean that stretches endlessly into the horizon.

The Pull of Life

The pull of life is strong. And even without certainty, I’m saying yes.

Katherine Tatsuda

Sep 13, 20252 min read

Golden sunlight filters through tall trees onto a forest path leading toward the ocean, where the horizon glows with possibility.

Golden sunlight filters through tall trees onto a forest path leading toward the ocean, where the horizon glows with possibility.

An Unexpected Trigger | The Magnitude of Loss

I walked into a storytelling event expecting entertainment, and instead was swept into an unexpected tide.

Katherine Tatsuda

Sep 13, 20252 min read

Close-up of a forget-me-not flower, its tiny blue petals glowing against a blurred green background. A symbol of remembrance and resilience, the bloom reflects the quiet strength of reawakening and carrying the past forward into new growth.

Close-up of a forget-me-not flower, its tiny blue petals glowing against a blurred green background. A symbol of remembrance and resilience, the bloom reflects the quiet strength of reawakening and carrying the past forward into new growth.

Reawakening

The last two weeks have been different. I am different. In the best way.

Katherine Tatsuda

Sep 11, 20251 min read

Two silhouetted figures walk down diverging paths at twilight. Each is on their own softly illuminated path, reaching out toward one another across the gap. The male silhouette is on one side, while the female silhouette, with long flowing hair, is on the other. The scene feels symbolic and bittersweet, evoking love, longing, and separation.

Two silhouetted figures walk down diverging paths at twilight. Each is on their own softly illuminated path, reaching out toward one another across the gap. The male silhouette is on one side, while the female silhouette, with long flowing hair, is on the other. The scene feels symbolic and bittersweet, evoking love, longing, and separation.

Last Night

Some connections defy explanation.

Katherine Tatsuda

Sep 11, 20252 min read

Smiling woman in a navy top, sitting indoors with soft light in the background.

Smiling woman in a navy top, sitting indoors with soft light in the background.

Today Was A Good Day

Sometimes the biggest shifts come from the smallest moments — laughter, Yahtzee, and an unexpected lunch that felt like healing.

Katherine Tatsuda

Sep 8, 20251 min read

Silhouette of a woman standing beneath a vast night sky full of stars and galaxies, looking upward in quiet strength and hopeful determination.

Silhouette of a woman standing beneath a vast night sky full of stars and galaxies, looking upward in quiet strength and hopeful determination.

More Than My First True Heartbreak

This wasn’t just my first true heartbreak—it was nuclear, a blast that collapsed my reality and left me standing in the ashes, reaching for the galaxies.

Katherine Tatsuda

Sep 7, 20253 min read

Footprints in wet sand leading toward the ocean under a cloudy sky with soft light breaking through.

Footprints in wet sand leading toward the ocean under a cloudy sky with soft light breaking through.

No One Goes Untouched

Pain doesn’t disappear when ignored; it festers, it corrodes, so I’ve learned to walk through it and come out whole.

Katherine Tatsuda

Sep 6, 20253 min read

After the rocky path, the horizon opens wide, lit with promise, possibility, and the extraordinary still ahead.

After the rocky path, the horizon opens wide, lit with promise, possibility, and the extraordinary still ahead.

The Extraordinary Still Lies Ahead

What feels unbearable at first can become strength, and every painful step can carry us toward breathtaking horizons.

Katherine Tatsuda

Sep 6, 20251 min read

“Brilliant sunset over the ocean in Southeast Alaska, with fiery orange and gold light stretching across the water and silhouetted islands on the horizon. Tall grasses in the foreground frame the view.”

“Brilliant sunset over the ocean in Southeast Alaska, with fiery orange and gold light stretching across the water and silhouetted islands on the horizon. Tall grasses in the foreground frame the view.”

My Soul Unburied Its Sparkle

I can finally say that my hardest chapter has been my greatest gift.

Katherine Tatsuda

Sep 6, 20251 min read

Screenshot of Katherine Tatsuda’s Series 65 study tool showing a 97.89% average score, with 2,563 questions answered and only 54 incorrect. Taken on November 15, 2024.

Screenshot of Katherine Tatsuda’s Series 65 study tool showing a 97.89% average score, with 2,563 questions answered and only 54 incorrect. Taken on November 15, 2024.

I Quit My New Career

Letting go of a career, a man, and a future I thought was mine.

Katherine Tatsuda

Aug 30, 20255 min read

The Magic of New Beginnings

The Magic of New Beginnings

The Magic of New Beginnings

Life keeps handing me books to close. Some I finish with care, others slam shut without warning. And, what if, endings are invitations to something better.

Katherine Tatsuda

Aug 30, 20251 min read

From Explosion to Happily Ever After

From Explosion to Happily Ever After

From Explosion to Happily Ever After

The wreckage didn’t end me. It revealed the road home.

Katherine Tatsuda

Aug 23, 20251 min read

Two women stand together on a massive pile of shattered wood, metal, and debris—the remains of a landslide-destroyed building. One holds a worn American flag. Behind them, steep cliffs rise under a blue sky with scattered clouds

Two women stand together on a massive pile of shattered wood, metal, and debris—the remains of a landslide-destroyed building. One holds a worn American flag. Behind them, steep cliffs rise under a blue sky with scattered clouds

In The Absence of Crisis, Who Am I?

Who are you when you’re not defending, proving, protecting, surviving? I asked myself that question after the store was gone. After the adrenaline had nowhere left to go. After the avalanche ended, and I was still alive. My worth, stitched into my work. My energy, powered by pressure. My direction, determined by demand. For so long, I was driven by crisis. Crisis made decisions easy. Crisis gave me purpose. Crisis kept me upright. But crisis wasn’t the only thing that moved m

Katherine Tatsuda

Aug 13, 20253 min read

A woman lying in bed under a white blanket, wearing a blue shirt, holding a red plush strawberry jam jar with a smiling face and the words ‘Made with Love’ on the label. A tissue rests on the blanket beside her.

A woman lying in bed under a white blanket, wearing a blue shirt, holding a red plush strawberry jam jar with a smiling face and the words ‘Made with Love’ on the label. A tissue rests on the blanket beside her.

Sick Days

Sick days are the worst.

Katherine Tatsuda

Aug 13, 20251 min read

A narrow dirt trail winds through a lush green forest, flanked by tall evergreen trees with sunlight filtering through the branches.

A narrow dirt trail winds through a lush green forest, flanked by tall evergreen trees with sunlight filtering through the branches.

The Architecture of Silence | A No Contact Trilogy

No contact is really hard, especially when the person you cut off was your number one person. This is my story of living through it.

Katherine Tatsuda

Aug 9, 20252 min read

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