11/10/2025
✨🌲 Something is stirring under the cedar boughs… 🌲✨
These past few days I’ve been busy — not just doing, but BECOMING.
I learned new tech (yes, I survived the Great Gumroad Glitch-Storm of ’25), I polished stories that feel like they came straight through my bones, and I remembered something important:
We don’t wait for permission to shine.
We don’t wait for perfect timing.
We tell our stories anyway.
So today, I’m raising my cedar-cup of warm courage and saying it plainly:
📚 I am building a legacy of wisdom, wonder, and midwife-heart storytelling.
🕯️ I am gathering elder voices before they fade.
🐭🌿 I am lighting a hearth for those who care about birth, nature, values, and wild magic.
And I’m inviting my kindred spirits — near and far — to come with me.
This adventure is just beginning.
If you’d like to walk with me through the forest paths of Twitchabit Landing, where mice midwife miracles and cedars whisper truth… or to stand with me as I honor the elder midwives who carried wisdom long before algorithms existed…
🌟 Come peek at my Substack. https://substack.com/
🌿 Wander the Cedarlings. https://gracefulelder.gumroad.com/l/frwjws
🕊️ Join the story.
Legacy isn’t something we leave someday.
Legacy is something we live — one brave, luminous step at a time.
Onward we go.
With joy.
With roots.
With fire in the belly and cedar sap on our sleeves.
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