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They didn’t sing “Happy Birthday.” Instead, Sage brought out a gluten-free fig cake shaped like a spiral. “Thirty-nine,” Sage said, “is the year you stop asking ‘Do I look okay?’ and start asking ‘Does this feel true?’ ”

There are two kinds of fortieth-birthday-eve crises. The first involves buying a red sports car you can’t afford. The second involves taking off everything you can afford—your clothes, your baggage, your ego—and standing barefoot in the moss. They didn’t sing “Happy Birthday

The founder, a woman named Sage with silver dreadlocks and the posture of a redwood tree, greeted her at the welcome yurt. “Ah,” Sage said, looking at Paula’s anxiety like it was a familiar houseplant. “Newborn.” They didn’t sing “Happy Birthday.” Instead