Krista (Miles) Honor, LMHC

There is something about this time that feels like standing in between worlds.
One season closing, another not fully here.

I’ve been feeling this in my own life in very real ways.
Motherhood continues to open and stretch me, often all at once.
Moments of deep love, gratitude, impatience, anger, loneliness, and even a sense of defeat.

I’ve been meeting parts of myself I didn’t expect, while also holding so much gratitude for this season.
More than anything, I’ve been sitting with the experience of being in between.
Not quite where I was, and not fully where I’m going.
And instead of rushing out of that space, I’ve been learning to stay with it.
To trust that there is something here. That this middle space holds its own kind of wisdom.

One simple practice I’ve been returning to is tea. 🍵
Three bowls. First to reflect, second to release, third to plant seeds.
Move slowly, breathe, and let clarity come in its own time.

This is the rhythm of the season.
The Equinox brings balance, but it doesn’t demand immediate action.
Spring begins as a subtle stirring. Something quietly gathering strength beneath the surface.

You don’t have to have it all figured out right now.
There is wisdom in allowing things to unfold slowly. 🌱