08/11/2026
☀️💫 This summer, I feel as if I’ve been standing at the edge of, or perhaps in between, two thresholds.
The threshold of life’s sunrise. Of creation.
Of celebrating all the joy and surprises yet to come, over endless bright days and years.
Yet, in contrast, the other threshold is one of life’s sunset. Of completion.
Of honour and gratitude for a life lived, paired with the deep longing of grief.
I am surrounded by friends having babies and planning weddings, and those losing their wives and sons.
And at the same time, I’m navigating my own beginnings and endings.
I’ve been rooting into my business behind the scenes, birthing a sacred creation that I cannot wait to unleash when the time is Divine.
My garden is flourishing and the harvest is plentiful. Life with my fur babies is filled with summer adventures. I recently participated in a wonderful manifestation mission, and I have so much to look forward to.
But when I truly pause and ground into these moments, or sometimes when I’m simply doing the dishes, I find myself reaching for my Dad, my Opa, and so many others.
I know that my soul’s purpose in this life is to serve as a lighthouse, connecting souls to Spirit and weaving their world here with the other side.
So perhaps my world, too, is meant to be filled with thresholds.
Perhaps all of ours are…
Saying hello to the sunrise.
And goodbye to the sunset. 🌅✨
💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛
To my bestest friend and soul sister, congratulations on this beautiful new chapter.
Thank you for making me an auntie once again. I love you and this little soul.