12/12/2025
I filmed this little corner of my yard through all four seasons, just to watch how one plant can change so completely without ever losing itself. Budding, blooming, letting go, going quiet — it never once fought the shift. It just simply answered the moment it was in.
Some days I wonder why we expect ourselves to be any different.
Maybe the real work is trusting our own seasons… letting the bright times be bright, letting the tender times soften us, letting the quiet months restore us.
We live in a forever 21 culture. Perpetual summer, perpetual yang, doing, moving, working, producing… and the effects of this are written all over the faces and health of humanity.
Nothing in nature blooms all year. And nothing in you needs to either.
This is how nature moves…in pattern and cycles.
And when you move with it, life feels less like something to manage and more like something to dance with.
To live cyclically is to remember that rest IS productive, that stillness IS part of creation.
It’s to understand that what feels like pause is actually preparation, and that contraction always gives birth to expansion.
And Mamas…when mother lives this way, she becomes the metronome of her home. Her family feels her steadiness and the predictability of her rhythm.
She teaches through her example that there is a time for everything — and that every season, even the quiet ones, has its place.
We are 3 days in to The Living Year - still lots of time to come on in and learn with us all about the medicine moving from Autumn to Winter. What is happening outside is a reflection of what is happening within us. 🪞 Come join us in the most relaxed way in our 20 day Telegram container…. All the details in my B I O.