Join Us on 2.2.2025 for a Free Imbolc Gathering
The past months have carried immense weight for many of us. Fires, transitions, and the inevitable cycles of endings and beginnings have stirred our hearts. As photographers and storytellers, we know the power of memory. Now, more than ever, let’s hold space for grief, resilience, and the power of coming together as a community.
As we navigate these times of uncertainty, I’m holding space for us to reconnect with our inner power. Remember to tend to your nervous system. We are not alone in this. Grief, transitions, and growth are sacred parts of life’s journey. When we honor these moments, we invite healing.
To support this sacred work,
I invite you to a free community gathering on
2/2/2025 at 12 PM PST.
We’ll celebrate Imbolc, a Celtic festival of light and rebirth, through guided journeys, nourishing reflections, and sacred connection. Together, we’ll honor the seeds of renewal planted during the winter months and prepare for the light ahead.
Mark your calendar and join us on Zoom:
✨ Explore the energies of renewal and light.
✨ Receive messages for your transitions.
✨ Nourish your soul in a supportive community.
THESE ARE THE TIMES WE NEED EACH OTHER.
Let us lean into the arms of community,
into the Divine Feminine, to find the
nourishment and strength we need to
Remember, Rise and Thrive.
SPECIAL GIFT FOR ALL LIVE ATTENDEES!
My Personal Story
Last week, my mother transitioned—or ascended, as I like to say. Witnessing her final breath, surrounding her in love, and creating a sacred space within the sterile walls of a hospital was one of the most profoundly spiritual moments of my life. It was a sacred moment of honoring her journey and allowing love to guide her through the death portal.
In the days that followed, I received countless signs reassuring me that she was still here—just in a different form. Yet, I found myself deeply grieving—not only her loss but also the impending sale of my home and land of eight years.
Yesterday, as I prepared for an open house, my body spoke clearly: Stop, Drop and Ground.
FEEL IT ALL. I surrendered, laying my body down on the grass, and a wave of grief swept in.
I sobbed for what felt like an eternity, releasing the pain I’d been holding back. Grief does not take appointments; it comes when it must. In that moment, I felt the earth hold me, transmuting my sorrow, reminding me of her presence, and helped me release.
I share this story to remind you:
1. You are never alone. Mother Earth, along with a community of sisters and brothers, are here to support you.
2. Feel it all. Moving through transitions requires us to honor every emotion that arises. When we suppress grief, anxiety and traumas they get stored in our bodies, which can lead to greater harm such as dis-ease.
3. Self-care is sacred. Tend to your soul with the gentleness and love it deserves like a mother would.
As we gather in the spirit of Imbolc, let us remember that even amidst the ashes, life begins anew. We are the keepers of light, the storytellers, and the creators of beauty. Blessings to all.
With Love,
Christina, Chiara, Emunah
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