As autumn deepens and Samhain approaches, the air grows heavy with memory and meaning. The final leaves fall like whispers, and we find ourselves standing at the crossroads between light and shadow — the
Between The Mountain Whispers & Coastal Tides
When the autumn fog drapes itself over the ridges of the Appalachians, time seems to fold in on itself. The air still grows. The woods begin
A Soft Reset For The Heart
On Tuesday, October 21, 2025, the New Moon begins again at 28° Libra, offering a cosmic invitation to pause, breathe, and begin anew. This lunation whispers of
When the world falls quiet and the moon hangs heavy in the sky, the owl begins its watch. It does not rush or chase. It waits—listening, observing, understanding what others overlook. The
As the candlelight flickers and the world outside falls quiet, I often find myself reflecting on what lies beyond our waking life.
What happens when we leave this body behind?
Is there a
