The Day the Inn opened

I didn’t set out to build an Inn.

What I was really looking for was a place to land — somewhere that felt steady, alive, and human. A place without the constant pull of noise, urgency, or expectation. Somewhere I could step into when my thoughts felt too loud, when the days moved too quickly, or when I needed to remember what actually mattered to me.

I couldn’t find that place anywhere else.

So I made one.

Sweet Tea & Sage exists because I needed it to exist. Not as an escape from life, but as a way to return to it with more clarity and care. A place where attention isn’t fractured, where stories unfold slowly, and where presence matters more than performance.

I’ve always loved writing — novels, cookbooks, the kinds of pages that invite you to linger. I’ve always been drawn to the idea of a bed and breakfast too — not the business of it, but the feeling of it. The rhythm. The welcome. The sense that a place could hold people gently for a while and send them back into the world a little steadier than when they arrived.

I can’t build that kind of place in the physical world right now.

But I can tend it here.

So this Inn began as something very simple: a place to write in a way that feels intentional, imaginative, and meaningful. A place where stories shift your attention away from whatever has been weighing on you and toward something softer, warmer, and more alive. Not as distraction — but as recalibration.

The House Ledger is where that story lives.

Each entry is written for whoever happens to arrive that day. Sometimes the words are reflective. Sometimes they’re grounding. Sometimes they’re simply observant. Together, they form the rhythm of this place as it grows — one page at a time.

You don’t need to read anything in order. You don’t need to understand where this is going. You don’t even need to know why you’re here. If you’ve found your way to this page, that’s enough.

This Inn is being built slowly, intentionally, and honestly — alongside my own journey of figuring out what matters most and how I want to live. If that overlaps with something you’re navigating too, then perhaps this place will serve you as well.

For now, consider this the day the doors opened.

The lights are on.
The kettle is warm.
And the story has begun.

— Mika