May the wild beauty of this season remind us of our roots, deep and strong like the trees that whisper secrets to the wind.
May we be guided to bloom fearlessly, like the vibrant foxgloves, reaching toward the sky, even in the mist of uncertainty and letting go.
Let this be a time of healing, where the fog of doubt clears. May your hearts be filled with the wisdom of the forest- steadfast, eternal, and ever-changing.
As we release, let's picture the growth coming up.