The Undercurrent Becoming
Something in me is shifting.
Held by the peak of inner alchemy – the magical midpoint between equinox and solstice (astrological Samhain on 7th Nov) – I feel compelled to share briefly here.
Because perhaps you too are feeling this – and can take resonance from my rendition – to lean into that hidden undercurrent that offers salvation to the pulse of life becoming.
Reinvention. Rebirth. Remember.
It comes through a call to explore the core of my being and the ultimate purpose in life.
(Thank you, Pluto – T-squaring my Sun opposite Pluto, and opposing my natal Fortuna – the cosmic mirror does not miss a reflection.)
As a Sun ☍ Pluto exact, there is a strange attraction to this kind of wild, life-shaking energy. I have always lived it – drawn to it in dream and unseen communion. But pretending it isn’t the most palpable force upholding this manifested fabrication.
And now, it feels as though the call I have unconsciously awaited my entire life is beckoning.
Even though I want to drop everything to sink away into this, I have many opposing aspects in my chart – and if I’ve learned anything, it is to hold the tension between forces. That’s where the sweet spot cracks open to reveal evolutionary gifts. And fixity does nothing at great speed, for it would pass without being caressed. And I cannot miss that.
It’s enthralling – and yet unsettling.
Because it goes against what is “normal” or what would be considered an appropriate response.
And that is perhaps why this feels so jarring.
Despite my inner world being vast and fearless, I have spent much of my external life blending in – dimming the lights, learning not to be noticed, pretending to not know truth to cause no conflict, to fit a world that could not yet hold the depth I can no longer resist.
But something is shifting – and this shapeshifting season supports, as always.
I have been deepening these past months with this call that resounds through me. It asks to end, to become, to reform through me.
But the truth is – I don’t yet know how that looks.
For now, I’m listening.
I’m allowing what is sacred to lead, and that rarely aligns with an algorithm or a trend.
I cannot keep sharing from an old version of myself when I can feel the new one stirring beneath my skin. A death must be allowed.
This is not an announcement of ending – it’s simply an honouring.
A recalibration.
The same work I teach – integration, embodiment, devotion – is calling for me to live it fully.
We are all being invited to evolve our expression ahead of the harkening dawn (February 2026) that will awaken us to the brilliant new day (2032).
To stop performing, pretending, or endlessly healing old scripts – and start embodying, living, and rewriting the way forward.
To move from noise and false realities into real presence – from pixels to pulse.
And so, for this season, I am choosing depth over display.
Yes, I still have to turn up – to remind you of how you can work with me, how I can serve this time, and what I have to offer in the multiplexing expressions.
But beyond the social posts, and written musings that hold space for my inner world, (that I will now inevitably have more time for) I’m initiating a closing arc with some of my long-held teachings, and pausing the larger gatherings for a while.
The offerings that continue are the deep calls:
🌹 1:1 Healing Sessions
🔥 Winter Solstice Ceremony
🌑 February Online Eclipse Capsule
Then I will fully close – to allow the magic of cosmic alignment to continue its alchemy through me.
What recalibrates through my body has always been the hidden force – the undercurrent that offers salvation to the pulse of life becoming.
The vibrancy of the field is ecstatically pulsing, and I am wholeheartedly witnessing and taking part in its resurgence.
Do you feel it?