03/03/2026
✨ One Last Arrival ✨
I’m sitting in the pavilion at Anam Cara, tea in hand, watching the light move across the land. The birds are chirping softly this morning. It feels like the calm inhale before a full house 🌿
Everyone arrives today, and I can already feel the shift that happens when we’re all under one roof again- the laughter at the door, the long hugs, the way we settle into each other like no time has passed ❤️
Eighteen months ago we walked into this training as strangers. Now, these are some of the greatest friends I’ve ever had. They’ve seen me cracked open. They’ve seen me powerful. We’ve talked about spirit and ceremony, and also the most ordinary, human things. Nothing has been off limits 🌀
This week isn’t just the end of a course. It’s the last time this exact group of us will gather like this. After this, it will become memory 🕊️
That’s the part I keep feeling in my body. The way I’ll notice everything a little more closely. The way dinner conversations will feel fuller. The way I’ll want to stretch each moment just another second longer 🌙
There’s excitement here. Love. A quiet knowing that something sacred is completing ✨
And today, before any of it begins, I’m just grateful I get to welcome them one more time 🥰