04/11/2025
October felt so full.
Ripe and abundant amidst the death and decay of autumn. A month where every morning I watched the snow line inch its way down the mountainside and watched my breath turn to fog in the cold air while we sat together with our cacao and our tarot cards and felt the warmth of community that holds us through the harshness of life. Every day I felt gratitude move through me like a prayer, for this life, and this house that felt so much like a home. Filled with so many people I love all together under one roof.
It really landed for me this month that I’m just a better version of myself when I’m around people. I’m more creative, more inspired, more me. Sometimes I wonder if the reason I love it so deeply is because I feel everything in such intensity. Isolation feels too much for my body to hold, it’s not only the difficult seasons that feel heavy when carried alone, even the joy feels fuller when witnessed, life is more beautiful when shared, at least for me, and I think somewhere inside I have always known this. It’s what has shaped my path, it’s what’s shaped me.
On a canoe trip this summer as we watched the sunset over the lake, we played a game where you say just one word that most wholly encapsulates each person When it came to me, my friend Kim said gatherer, and it struck something so deep because it felt like the most honest and accurate reflection of who I am beneath everything I do.
That word came back to me again tonight.
I held a women’s circle where we reflected on the ways we strive to be seen vs. the way we want to be remembered, the legacy we are leaving behind, and if there was a gap between the two. And that word gatherer came to me again.
You know, it’s a beautiful thing to be witnessed in the way you want to be remembered. We all strive to be someone and it doesn’t always align with who we truly are at our core. But in that moment I felt seen. And this last month reminded me of this gift. I think maybe it’s my superpower in this life. We all have one.
A gatherer. Of humans. Of hearts. Of magic. Of memories.
What’s yours? ✨