Carina Laubscher

PINK MOON.
There’s something about the Pink Moon - not because it turns pink - but because it marks a shift. A reminder that seasons change, that things bloom again, that life moves forward whether we’re ready or not.
For me, it’s more than just a full moon.
The last two Pink Moons found me in Mexico — in a completely different chapter of my life. Sun on my skin 🧴, salt in the air, lots of ceviche and fresh coconuts in my belly 🥥and a version of me that was growing, healing, becoming.
I got it tattooed on my thigh as a reminder.
Of who I was. Of what I felt. Of how far I’ve come.
Every time I see it, I remember:
growth isn’t always loud — sometimes it’s quiet, soft and steady… just like the moon. 🌕