What we keep, what we let go, and what still lives beneath the surface.

A threshold between worlds.

November 1, Samhain is a Celtic seasonal threshold, marking the end of the harvest and the beginning of the darker half of the year. It’s the original root of what we now call Halloween, but its meaning is far more soulful than costumes and candy.

This story is woven in both word and image. Visual collaborators featured in the full Substack story include: 

Hemp silk woven into shadow and vine. Autumn Stankay, Skysight Photography.

Before the fruit, the blossom. Photographer Brienne Michele

The wildflowers knew her name. Photographer Brienne Michele

A glimpse between worlds—reflected, remembered, becoming. Photographer Jenn Spain

Beauty in decay. Memory in the dust. Photographer Fifth District

Floral threads for what has passed—and what’s yet to come, Photographer Voir Artist

The mirror- still life reflected, like an altar to what once bloomed. Photographer Jenn Spain

Love. Family. John & I with Heidi on our wedding day. Photographer Jenn Spain.

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