There’s something potent about noticing the transition of one season ending to make way for another season’s beginning. There’s this beautiful liminal space between summer and fall — one that I find to be full to the brim with information if we’re willing to look for it.
I was given so much this summer and so much was taken away. I asked for more — more space, more money for the things I love, more support with the yard, and more consistency with the people around me.
I was given a shop space to sell work, markets for clothes and tarot, a new website, and a home that grows more comforting by the day. I was given information as a tool. I was given reckoning alongside joy.
It isn’t always immediately obvious to me that when I ask for more, I’m really asking for change. The more comes of something, from something. The more means that space is to be made. The more means that the attention I was giving to something outside of me must be shifted to that which is within me, an extension of me, from me.
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