Crossing the Creative Threshold

What I learned from letting the storm move through me and how softness brings us back to centre.

Some things don’t arrive with a clear reason. They just roll in like fog.

The Cancer New Moon pulled me under. I didn’t even realise at first. The tarot I pulled for that moment—The Tower reversed, Queen of Cups reversed, Six of Swords—felt disarmingly accurate in hindsight. That weekend and the week that followed carried a heavy emotional undertow. I felt despairing at times. Depressed, listless. Not in the dramatic way, but in that low-level ache that makes everything feel distant and unreachable.

I knew the fog would lift. I’ve been here before. But I was still in it for days.

And then, quietly, slowly, something shifted.

By Monday, I felt the faintest flicker of return. Not all at once. But I could feel myself slowly coming back to centre. The creative spark, that sense of aliveness began to rise up again. And with it came something gentler than before. A soft knowing. A reminder that the only way to tend the fire is to stop trying to control it.

I kept thinking about that phrase I wrote in my Cancer Season check-in:
Trying to sneak my dream past the guards.
That part of me that wants to stay small, undisturbed. But also, safe.

It’s been a week of reminders. That emotions don’t always come with a tidy narrative. That you can’t logic your way through the waves. That sometimes, your only job is to stay in the boat. To let yourself be carried, loved, and eventually moved.

What surprised me is what came after. Once I’d let the storm pass through, I didn’t just feel clearer, I felt more alive. More creatively present. More capable of beginning again.

And maybe that’s the threshold:
Not the moment things fall into place, but the moment you soften enough to let yourself belong to the process again.

Starting this weekend, I’ll also be sharing a new layer. A more structured, more transformational space for paid subscribers called Deeper Threads.

It’s not a course. It’s not a blueprint. It’s a quieter unfolding.
A place to work gently but directly with the deeper material of safety, identity, visibility, reconnection.

The creative path is not just about inspiration. It’s about the courage to feel everything on the way to becoming.
And Deeper Threads will be a space to do that together.

The first post goes live Saturday. It's called A Life That Fits.
You’ll be able to read the first half for free and if it speaks to you, I’d love to welcome you into the thread.