This weekend’s eclipse is an exhale. An ending woven from an 18-year cycle — releasing the invisible labors we’ve carried, the perfection we’ve chased, the weight of service that cost too much.
Virgo at the final degree reminds us: enough.
No more behind-the-scenes proving.
No more tending until depletion.
This...
This week carries the feeling of underground pressure. Things we’d rather keep hidden are surfacing. Dynamics we’ve tolerated are harder to ignore.
When the heat rises, we’re offered a choice: collapse into old reactions, or refine what truly matters.
✨ Ask yourself: What edge am I meeting right now, and...
This weekend at Omega was a feast—beauty, depth, devotion, laughter, tears, the rawness of descent and the radiance of return. Sisterhood as sacrament.
I am full of gratitude and awe for the collective power we conjured and the raw true ascension from the underworld into this new season.
And now—Autumn...
