Easter: A Threshold of Becoming 🌸🌞

Easter arrives like a whisper on spring’s breath — not merely a holiday, but a sacred threshold. A quiet turning where the old dissolves, and something luminous stirs just beneath the surface. 🐰

Through a shamanic lens, this season is a ritual of death and rebirth. It’s not just a tale we tell — it lives in the land and in us. The once-sleeping earth now reaches for light, and we, too, are called to rise. To shed, to bloom, to remember what’s real. 🐣

The egg holds a universe of possibility. The resurrection speaks to soul-awakening. The flowers remind us: beauty returns. Always. ⛪

This time invites more than belief — it invites feeling. A moment to grieve what’s passed, to greet what’s arriving. To honour the woven mystery that holds it all.

May this Easter bring you a gentle renewal.
May your spirit remember its wild, sacred rhythm.
And may you rise — soft, shining — into your next becoming. 🧡