Wool Goddess

There’s something quietly magical about the last day of August. The air still hums with summer, yet if you pause, you can sense the shift, a gentle whisper of autumn waiting just beyond the horizon. The light feels softer, the evenings cooler, and even the breeze carries a promise of change.

As September steps forward, we welcome the season of the “ber” months: September, October, November, December. This stretch of time always feels wrapped in romance and nostalgia. Golden leaves fall like confetti, candles and blankets return, and cafés begin to fill with the comforting scents of cinnamon and spice. These months invite us to slow down, gather close, and celebrate both the quiet and joyful moments.

Summer may be bowing out, but it leaves us with a gift: anticipation. The promise of rituals, beauty, and little sparks of magic waiting to unfold.

This time of year also carries personal meaning for me, as it’s my son’s birthday week. It’s a week filled with nostalgia, both sweet and bittersweet. I often think of his father, no longer here but always in my thoughts. Over the years I’ve learned to accept that you can be happy and sad at once, that good and bad memories can sit side by side.

We live in a world that often tells us happiness should look like constant glitter, giggles, and sunshine. But real happiness isn’t about being joyful every second of every day. It’s about allowing the full spectrum of human experience.

You can be happy and still have bad days.
You can feel grateful and exhausted at the same time.
You can feel healed yet still be triggered by old wounds.
You can be peaceful, yet have your petty moments too.
None of this is contradiction, it’s simply being human.

We are all layered, complex beings. And the hard days don’t make you any less worthy of love, peace, or light.

Adding to this reflective energy, we are entering a powerful cosmic moment, the Pisces full moon lunar eclipse. Lunar eclipses are times of karmic release, when we are invited to let go of what no longer aligns with our soul’s path. This moon shines a light on the places where we cling too tightly to comfort zones, illusions, or “someday” promises, and asks us to step into growth.

This eclipse carries a purging quality, physically, mentally, emotionally, spiritually. It highlights boundaries, values, relationships, and how we spend our time and energy. It asks us to face what we’ve been sweeping under the rug, to see situations and people as they truly are, and to release what no longer serves us.

I’ve been embracing this energy myself, clearing out not only physical clutter, but also emotions and connections I’ve been holding onto out of habit.

My plan for September:

1. Be the head of my own team, my own best friend, my own cheerleader. All the love I pour into others, I’ll make sure to give back to myself this month.
2. Stop saying “yes” to things I don’t truly want to do.
3. Focus on what really matters. Instead of fifty priorities, I’ll choose five and give them my energy. (Still working out which five they’ll be, but clarity is coming.)
4.  Move my body daily. Keep my Fitbit charged, track my steps, and celebrate every bit of movement, walking, dancing, stretching, anything that keeps me flowing.
5. Less doom scrolling, less empty messenger chat. If connection matters, I’ll make it real, coffee catch-ups and meaningful moments over mindless scrolling.

September carries a certain energy of solitude for me and gives me moments of quiet contemplation where I find myself questioning what no longer serves me. It’s in these reflective spaces that I notice my true tribe: the ones who sense my retreat and gently ask, “Are you okay?” Those who check in when you go quiet are the people who really see you, and they are your people.

And so, I’m giving myself permission to feel everything during this transition. If I want to cocoon and nest, preparing for the equinox, that’s okay. If I want to dance in the fading light of summer, that’s okay too. The key is trusting the process, and trusting each emotion as it comes.

Because in the end, the last days of Summer are not just about endings. It’s about the beauty of transitions, the courage of letting go, and the quiet romance of what lies ahead.

Love & hugs