Today is the Summer Solstice. The Sun has entered Cancer, and in just 12 days, we will officially be halfway through 2025. And I haven’t missed a single day of painting. As of today, that’s 170 auras.

With these luminous energies in the air, I felt called to reflect on the goals and intentions I set at the start of the year. One of my clearest commitments was to create, to devote myself to expressing my true, authentic self. That meant stepping fully into a new way of living and working: as a writer, an artist, and a vibrational energy healer. It meant creating a home that felt like a sanctuary, aligned with who I truly am, and embracing the long-held dream of writing a book. A book that would hold my stories, my art, and my healing journey, interwoven through the lens of mind, body, and spirit.

And while many of these visions haven’t fully manifested yet, I can say with deep sincerity: I feel closer than ever to them. With six months still ahead, I sense the unfolding. Particularly around my career and the dream of the book, there is such clarity now that it feels like the right people, opportunities, and resources are only moments away from arriving.

I know this spaciousness has come from letting go, of rigid expectations, of timelines, of self-judgment. I’ve softened my grip on control and instead cultivated trust. My inner critic has quieted, and in that quiet, new growth has taken root.

My home, for example, truly feels like a sanctuary now. After over eight years in this same apartment, it finally feels like I love it. Isn’t that wild? It’s not a forever home, but it’s ours. A space I’ve built and tended with my love, Michael. It feels like a reflection of who we are becoming, together.

I’ve also seen so much growth in my creative practice. My aura painting project continues to evolve in ways I couldn’t have predicted. The original circular forms still hold deep symbolic meaning, conjuring that universal familiarity of energy fields, perhaps what we first perceive when we enter this life, and what greets us when we leave it. But lately, the forms have begun shifting, becoming more fluid and free. This newer approach feels more alive, more intuitive, more like a conversation with the unseen.

Another intention I set at the beginning of the year was to deepen my relationship with my body. I’m learning to listen more attentively, to honor what it asks of me with loving choices. There’s less resistance now. I meet changes with curiosity, flexibility, and a sense of stewardship, tending to the garden of myself, preparing the ground each day for what’s yet to bloom.

As I pause at this midpoint of the year, I feel a quiet pride in how far I’ve come—not in what I’ve achieved on the outside, but in how I’ve changed on the inside. The trust, the devotion, the willingness to keep showing up. That’s what’s growing stronger.

So today, I invite you to reflect as well:

• What intentions did you set at the start of this year, and how have they shifted or deepened?
  
• Where are you noticing growth, in ways that might not be obvious or measurable, but still feel deeply meaningful?
  

This is the turning point. The light begins to change. And so do we. Let it guide you inward and forward.