Between memory and becoming, there is a breath —

a pause where the soul decides what it will carry forward.

This moon letter rests between phases:

a whisper of autumn,

a ritual of remembrance.

🌔 The Breath Before invites listeners to pause,

place a hand over the heart,

and breathe in the truth that remains:

the tree never forgets who it is.

Fall teaches us how to let go without losing ourselves.

The wind may move the leaves,

but the roots remain.

Expect Nothing — Letters from the dark side of the moon.

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Keywords: moon ritual, self-trust, stillness practice, meditation, inner peace, grounding, emotional renewal