my love, i have so many moments like this. it would feel so much easier to go home now. but your light and your hard won wisdom are needed here! and it will get better. we are birthing it together. breathe through the contractions, sit in the longing for home, take that diamond forged in darkness and shine it into the world. love you sister. ✨
It’s so good to see your words again... like the early spring bloom of wild ground phlox, showing up just when the world needs a little color. Next Thursday the Pink Moon will rise, and you know how those moons are… soft, glowing, full of new beginnings. When it climbs the sky, it’ll look bigger and more golden from the horizon, like it’s leaning close to listen.
I’ll be watching it from my side of the world, thinking of you.
I’m glad your daughter is your diamond... hold on to that light, even when the waves feel too big. In the old Nordic way they say:
“Lyset vender alltid tilbake.”
The light always returns.
Your wolf brother
Steve
🌕🐺🦋🤍
Under the full moon, your wolf brother sends transformation and pure light.
my love, i have so many moments like this. it would feel so much easier to go home now. but your light and your hard won wisdom are needed here! and it will get better. we are birthing it together. breathe through the contractions, sit in the longing for home, take that diamond forged in darkness and shine it into the world. love you sister. ✨
thank you so much for your presence, you remind me of home too, beutiful sister, i love you<3<3<3
we’re in this together! love you too! 💞
Dear moon sister,
It’s so good to see your words again... like the early spring bloom of wild ground phlox, showing up just when the world needs a little color. Next Thursday the Pink Moon will rise, and you know how those moons are… soft, glowing, full of new beginnings. When it climbs the sky, it’ll look bigger and more golden from the horizon, like it’s leaning close to listen.
I’ll be watching it from my side of the world, thinking of you.
I’m glad your daughter is your diamond... hold on to that light, even when the waves feel too big. In the old Nordic way they say:
“Lyset vender alltid tilbake.”
The light always returns.
Your wolf brother
Steve
🌕🐺🦋🤍
Under the full moon, your wolf brother sends transformation and pure light.
🌼🐣💛🌕☀️
Oh i have to see that pink moon😍 then i will think of u too my angel wolf brother🐺🪽✨❤️
Dear Moon sister,
Your little string of light reached me all the way down here.
Spring flower, hatchling, gold‑heart, full moon, sunbeam...
I felt every bit of it.
This Pink Moon has me pacing the edges of myself again,
listening for whatever new thing is trying to rise.
Thanks for sending your northern light across the water.
Your wolf brother is here, head lifted,
howling back to the same bright sky.
🐺🌕✨
Steve
Thank you dear sweetest heart there is, always making me feel so seen so understood so valued❤️ your presence means more than words can express
Love how the tension builds to a most magnificent gift. <3
thank you so much
My pleasure <3