07/11/2025
🏜️ Full Moon in July. Hello.
Full times, indeed.
I was just out watering plants and trees and the smell of the water mixing with the earth transported me right back into a vivid memory of laying on the grass in my childhood yard in Oregon.🌲
Then the wind chime outside rang from the most lovely breeze and it took me back to the golden hills surrounding my Dad’s house in California.
These memories feel so incredibly precious, something that can never be taken from us, unless we ourselves forget to appreciate the littlest, yet perhaps most profound things in life.
Summertime sounds, summertime smells, summertime sadness, summertime bliss, summertime dreams. 🌾
It’s all here. Have a beautiful weekend. 💛
With love and sunshine,
Gina ☯️
“I do not chase the beyond, I become it.
I tend the ordinary as sacred.
I remember: every ritual is a threshold.
Every act of care is a spell.“ - Naimonu James