For much of the last month, my apartment smelled of pine cones. I had impulsively purchased them at my local grocer here in Brooklyn — something seasonal, something to harken back to the country wilderness of my youth in the cityscape of my adulthood. Their scent quickly overwhelmed the wildly overpriced woodsy candles I burn 12 hours a day, every day.
"Trust the process. Trust the need for time. Trust the seeds growing in that pine cone." Love this walk off. It was really helpful to know what this New Moon in Capricorn is about, and to allow myself the time to slowly and steadily keep keepin' on. Thank you so much for this post, Jeanna!
"Trust the process. Trust the need for time. Trust the seeds growing in that pine cone." Love this walk off. It was really helpful to know what this New Moon in Capricorn is about, and to allow myself the time to slowly and steadily keep keepin' on. Thank you so much for this post, Jeanna!