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When I pause to nourish my spirit, I remember I already have what I need. Gratitude turns the ache of wanting into peace.

Eleven years without my brother. Grief shifts like the seasons—some days a quiet whisper, others a heavy roar. I’m learning to meet each wave with gratitude, compassion, and gentle acceptance.

This past week at the She Recovers Sacred Pause Retreat on Salt Spring Island, I finally glimpsed what it means to be a relaxed woman. I slowed down, lingered over meals, walked without purpose, and let my body truly rest. I realized how deeply I’ve believed rest must be earned—and how untrue that is. Retreat taught me that rest is a homecoming, one I can carry into daily life.

Autumn invites us to pause, reflect, and realign. As summer’s buzz softens into stillness, the Fall Equinox reminds us to find balance—between light and dark, effort and ease. This season is a chance to notice our rhythms, release what no longer serves us, and root into what nourishes. By weaving in practices like gratitude, we shift our focus from what’s missing to what’s abundant, carrying fullness into the season ahead.

Reflecting on navigating fear, old patterns, and the power of release during the Lion’s Gate and Aquarius Full Moon.

A friend’s daughter is heading to university in the fall. As we talked, it reminded me of the excitement I felt during that summer...

I'm not sure if it's the heat waves or just the busyness of summer, but over the past few weeks, I've been struggling with my patience...