In the silence between light and breath, where the sky does not only hang above us but seems to flow through us as well, souls remember that the night was never truly dark. Only our eyes sometimes learn to forget how to see. There was a moment in time, not as distant as it seems when looked at through the heart, when the sky opened itself like a wound of light. On April 30 in the year 1006, people all over the world found themselves under the same cosmic touch. A new “star” appeared there, unexpectedly and impossibly bright, as if the night had briefly lost its own boundaries. What they saw was not a star being born, but a star releasing its final breath in a brilliance that reached Earth as a reminder of both greatness and impermanence. SN 1006, as we now call it, but at that time there was no language to hold it. Only seeing. Only feeling. Only the quiet realization that the sky is not unchanging, but lives in rhythms far beyond human duration. In some regions the light was described as so intense that it did not only replace the night, but also altered the way people experienced their own existence. As if something in the heavens came closer than is usually allowed. And yet it was not the sky that moved closer. It was time itself becoming briefly visible. A thousand years later, we look back and try to understand what they saw, but in truth it is always the same moment: the universe remembering itself through light that keeps traveling long after its origin has already transformed into another form of existence. And while all of this unfolded somewhere in the past, there still stands in our own sky a quiet witness to the same truth. Betelgeuse, a star living in the final, restless breath of its existence. Not rushed, not predictable, but moving slowly inward toward transformation. Perhaps tomorrow, perhaps only when our names have long dissolved into other stories. I do not look at it as a threat, but as a reminder suspended above us: that even the greatest light does not disappear, it changes. That what appears to be an ending is in truth a shift of form. A return to something we do not yet have a name for.

If your body feels tight… unstable… or like it never fully holds alignment…even when you’re doing everything right…this may be why. Tension that keeps coming back. Discomfort that doesn’t fully resolve. A sense that your body isn’t supporting you the way it should. What if what you’re experiencing isn’t just physical…but something deeper affecting the structure of your body? Clear the old and in with the new. Do your shadow work so you stop recreating it. You have to clear those limiting beliefs. Love, Light and all things Bright! ✨❤️ https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=ubhpH7KM7Zk&t=431s&ra=m

May all your affirmations, works, and intentions set on this May's Eve quickly manifest. As it is written so shall it be!