01/02/2026
Hello dear hooman
I arrive quietly - the Snow Moon, full and luminous in the deep heart of winter. I glow above fields hushed by frost, rooftops dusted white and nights that seem to hold their breath. February wears its stillness well and I am here to remind you of its quiet strength.
My name comes from old traditions, born of a time when snow lay thick and survival required patience, planning and trust in what could not yet be seen. I shine on landscapes stripped back to their essentials, no excess, no hurry, just what is.
Here’s my wisdom for you, dear hooman:
❄️This is not the season for rushing.
❄️This is the season for endurance, reflection and gentle resolve.
Let the world be simple for a while. Tend to what truly matters. Rest when you need to. Beneath the frozen ground, roots are gathering energy, dreams are quietly forming and change is already on its way, even if it feels far off.
I am the Snow Moon - keeper of stillness, resilience and the soft promise that even the coldest nights carry light.