04/02/2026
What the Thaw Reveals 🌸🕸️
Rose petals that were once whole.
Stones worn smooth by water and time.
A flame held at the center of it all.
It is not always easy to show up soft.
To sing when your throat wants to close.
To feel when feeling costs something.
But beauty lives just past the place where it’s hard.
Tonight women gathered beneath the Full Pink Moon.
Threads of who am I becoming.
Threads of what am I releasing.
Threads of who do I choose to be in the changing season.
Woven together.
Held in the same circle.
Under the same light.
The web remembers what we forget.
The moon sees what we cannot yet name.
That is the magic.
That is the work.
We are not meant to hold our threads alone. 🌕🕸️🌸