12/22/2025
i woke in the early hours today, long before the sun would rise. this day always arrives with weight.
not the sharp kind anymore, but the deep kind. the kind that settles in the body and asks to be honoured.
seven years ago, my life cracked open on this day. not all at once, but enough that nothing was ever quite the same again. cancer will do that to you…
what i know now (and what i couldn’t know then) is that some moments don’t come to destroy us. they come to change us. to strip away what isn’t true. to bring us back to the body, to intuition, to what actually matters.
this day reminds me that i am still here.
still listening.
still choosing myself. choosing life.
still tending to my health, my nervous system, my overall well-being.
while making more room for joy and creativity, too.
the solstice doesn’t promise instant light. it promises a turning. a slow return. a subtle shift that only becomes visible with time.
today i pause. i reflect. i offer gratitude to the version of me who didn’t know how things would unfold, but kept going anyway.
if this season feels heavy for you, you’re not doing it wrong. honour the quiet. honour the slowing. honour where you are.
the light returns in its own time. 🌲🕯️
happy winter solstice, darlings ✨
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