01/04/2026
There are moments in life that feel like a quiet circle closing…
and another gently opening.
Two years ago, I stepped out onto the land alone — for a 96hr solo vision quest in nature,
uncertain, open, listening.
As a quester… ready to meet myself in the rawness of it all.
And this past week…
I returned.
Not as the one walking out —
but as a keeper of the sacred space that is quest,
as one who listens and tends while the questers wander and remember.
Holding steady ground for 13 souls
as they stepped into their own quest -
There are no words that capture it...
The tenderness.
The courage.
The quiet unraveling… and the remembering.
To witness this…
to tend the space…
to feel the land hold us all so deeply
It is everything my heart dreamed of
from the moment I returned from my own quest.
And woven through it all…
a deep, heartfelt thank you.
To Steve for creating such a sacred container - for the trust, the guidance,
and for gifting me this opportunity and opening this doorway.
And to the other protectors .connection, .bednarski , and
for your quiet presence,
your wisdom,
and the way you walk this path with such integrity and care.
Such a blessing.
Such an honour.
Such love.
I am still sitting with it…
letting it soften through me…
like moss beneath bare feet.
But two words have stayed with me —
slow and spacious
I can already feel them beginning to weave their quiet magic
through the rhythm of my everyday life
If there is one thing I know—
This work…
this way of walking with the Earth…
it changes you.
Quietly.
Completely.
With love, moss & moonlight,
Stelle