This moon does not initiate me—it confirms me. Cancer teaches that true power is the ability to hold, feel, protect, and still expand. The Wolf Moon howls not from hunger, but from territory claimed. Empowerment is no longer a goal; it is a daily posture.
The Should/Could Revelation emerged during a week of unexpected inner-child activation, sparked by a visualization in which the Seer stood on a street corner and witnessed teenage Jenni driving past — free, bright, untethered, and full of possibility. This encounter reopened a timeline long frozen, revealing the truth teenage Jenni never had mirrored back to her…
It started as a week of conscious slowness. One to embody the lessons from the week before. It turned into a week of rupture, and revelation, and reclamation, and rising. It was a week that wasn’t just slow —it was sacred.
This journey began as a question and became a calling. What started as a solo vacation—my first chosen entirely for myself—quickly revealed itself as something much deeper: a rite of passage, a reclaiming, a sovereign initiation into the next chapter of my life. From the moment the Apashe Red Rocks ticket was purchased, the universe responded with precision. Doors opened. Timelines aligned. Fear surfaced—not to stop me, but to be healed in motion. I did not travel to escape my life. I traveled to meet myself.