There’s something about the equinox that feels like holding your breath before a leap, that fragile balance where the light and dark stand perfectly still. I love how you wove the astrology into that image of pause and movement. It’s a reminder that balance isn’t a place we arrive at, it’s a constant dance, one moment of stillness before everything shifts again. Libra season always has that tension between beauty and mess, harmony and truth. Feels like the sky is whispering: hold both, even when it’s uncomfortable.
There’s something about the equinox that feels like holding your breath before a leap, that fragile balance where the light and dark stand perfectly still. I love how you wove the astrology into that image of pause and movement. It’s a reminder that balance isn’t a place we arrive at, it’s a constant dance, one moment of stillness before everything shifts again. Libra season always has that tension between beauty and mess, harmony and truth. Feels like the sky is whispering: hold both, even when it’s uncomfortable.