Arachne the Weaver (month 2)
The ancient tale of Arachne has taken her place in the library at last ๐ท๏ธ๐ She waits there now. Thread in hand. Eyes bright with remembering. In the days ahead, gentle healing practices will begin to arrive, one by one, like soft knots tied with care. No rush. No summons. Just invitations. Come read when you feel the pull. Come weave when your hands are ready. As always, I am holding space for u, by the gentle fire. ๐๐