Standing at the Threshold | 287 West

As this season of 287 West comes to a pause, I'm honoring what feels most honest to name.

Imbolc has just passes - a time associated with planting new seeds. But planting requires space. Something must first be allowed to rest. Sometimes to end. Sometimes simply to go quiet.

After a meaningful but emotionally demanding stretch of creating, I'm choosing to step back for the month of February. Not as an absence, but as part of the work - a clearing, a softening, a preparation.

This reflection marks a threshold moment. We'll meet again when the ground is ready.