𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘳 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳 𓂃 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘵 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦

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January arrives with a mixed energy..

the world rushes forward with resolutions and doing more, but nature moves differently. Her energy is softer. She whispers, not  y e t

She asks for time to rest, to be held in the quiet darkness of winter, to nourish beneath the surface before rising again in spring. She reminds us that when we rush her, she cannot bloom as she is meant to

This is a feminine season 𓂃 one of slowing down, listening and gentle visioning. January is not for pushing forward, but for softening, preparing and trusting the slow, sacredness of our unfolding