We’re approaching one of the most profound moments in the year—the Winter Solstice. This is one of my favorite times, a natural pause point that invites reflection, release, and renewal. When I think about time, it doesn’t feel linear. Time feels like a pendulum, swinging through cycles of expansion and contraction, action and rest.

The Solstice marks the turning of the tide, the moment when the upswing transforms into the downswing. And, more importantly, it highlights the imperceptible pause in between—the weightless, timeless space where all motion ceases.

In that suspended breath, there’s no push, no pull. No gravity. Just stillness. A moment to be.

When I meditate on this energy, the archetype that rises is The Fool. Standing on the edge of a great Threshold, eyes closed, heart open. There’s a tender, powerful beauty in The Fool’s posture—balancing between falling and flying, poised at the brink of something new. This isn’t...