05/01/2026
A few weeks ago, I had the honour of holding space and sharing ceremony teachings around the rose, along with bringing awareness back to conscious cannabis consumption. The weekend was filled with beauty, connection, power, reclamation, and so many juicy moments of presence. Everything flowed so effortlessly. 🌹
As always, roses are one of my closest allies. Three roses specifically called to me to bring for the that evening.
One was gifted to 💛
One was gifted to 🤍
And the beautiful red rose stayed with me for a few more days.
Usually, I leave a rose behind as an offering wherever I stay while traveling. But the morning I was leaving, I felt a strong message: take the rose with you.
At the airport, after moving through security, I sat down at a café and immediately noticed a woman wearing a beautiful jacket adorned with a beaded rose design. I watched as she struggled a little at the till, and the woman behind me quietly offered to buy her coffee and water.
A few moments later, as she was sweetening her coffee, I walked over and said softly,
“Excuse me… I believe this rose is for you.”
Instantly, her eyes filled with tears. We embraced in the middle of that busy airport and shared one of those sacred hugs where time completely disappears.
She told me she had been praying to Creator all morning for an angel to come help her. 🪽
As we sat together holding hands, she shared that she was travelling home for a medical procedure after spending days in the ICU with her grandson… who had passed the night before.
So we sat there together in grief, in tenderness, right in the middle of the airport.
This encounter touched me deeply on a soul level. It felt like a healing. An honouring of the matriarch. A reminder of what happens when we listen, when we follow intuition, when we allow ourselves to truly see one another.
I truly hope our paths cross again, Marjorie. ❤️
Rest in Peace, to your Grandson Scott 🙏🏼
THIS is the New Earth.
Show up every day.
Lead with love.
To give is to receive. 🌹
