Hola Tribe,
I was sitting with a dear friend yesterday, listening as she spoke about her biodynamic vineyard. “When it's dry, we don’t water. It challenges the roots to go deeper into the soil to find moisture in their own natural way. This empowers the vine to become resilient and efficient, in direct relationship with the climate.”
The light slanted through the trees, the late afternoon sun casting a golden glow over the vineyard’s yellowing leaves. Only weeks ago, we were shoulder to shoulder in the midday heat, snipping ripe fruit from the vines. Those long hours now feel compressed into luminous memories of good people, honest work, and deep connection with earth, land, sky, and one another. The season has shifted quickly, and as we sat bundled in early autumn wraps under the waning sun, I found myself appreciating winemaking as a dialogue between maker and grape, circumstance and time—a creative act of bottling a moment’s ripeness exactly as it is, in service to a future becoming and blessing.Â
Just like the grapes captured in their ripened moment and made into a vintage for years to come, the brief shadow of the moon crossing the sun will leave a mark that extends far into our future. There is profound opportunity in this eclipse. Yet, transformation doesn’t come through control or endless refinement, but through attentive presence and authentic availability to what is.
When we cling to perfection or attempt to dominate outcomes, we interfere with the organic process of becoming. The energy of this eclipse invites us to release rigid control and instead lean into responsiveness—into the intuitive, the mysterious, the unseen—trusting that the influence of this moment will reach further than we can conceive.
Transformation often rises from the places we overlook or even resist. This is a time to honor  to welcome the wisdom that emerges as much from shadow as from light.
Reflections for this Eclipse:
What in your life is asking to be embraced now, without waiting for perfect timing?
Where can you release control and allow natural cycles to carry you forward?
How might you honor the unseen, the liminal, and the inner wisdom that guides you?
As the sky darkens and reawakens on Sunday, may we remember: it is not perfection but our presence, direct relationship to what is, that ushers in the next octave of our light.
Wishing you more of you revealed in this sacred window…
