31/05/2026
We've been taught to measure our worth by our capacity to keep going, rather than our innate wisdom to know when to pause.
We are praised for how much we can hold. How much we can carry. How much we can get done. Always available. Always productive. Always becoming.
The moon reminds us we are cyclical. To honour both our capacity and our limits. She expands. She contracts. She shines. She retreats.
There is an ebb and flow within us. Expanding and contracting. Holding and releasing. Doing and allowing. Days to say yes and days when it's a hell no.
Yet as women, we spend our days holding it all.
The Full Moon shines a light on what has completed its season, making space for what is needing to take root and grow. Always cycling, death and rebirth. No complicated rituals, just intuitively listening to your body, knowing thy self.
Creating what the soul is craving.🧡