


Let the Waters Flow: Grief, Justice and the Work of Healing
There is a kind of holy ache moving through the world right now. It rises in the chest, swells in the throat, spills out in tears, rage, confusion, and the quiet urge to do something. This month in the Coven, we honor the sacred waters of emotion—grief, rage, tenderness, love—as tools of transformation. Not weaknesses. Not distractions. But rivers capable of carving new landscapes.
There is a kind of holy ache moving through the world right now. It rises in the chest, swells in the throat, spills out in tears, rage, confusion, and the quiet urge to do something. This month in the Coven, we honor the sacred waters of emotion—grief, rage, tenderness, love—as tools of transformation. Not weaknesses. Not distractions. But rivers capable of carving new landscapes.
There is a kind of holy ache moving through the world right now. It rises in the chest, swells in the throat, spills out in tears, rage, confusion, and the quiet urge to do something. This month in the Coven, we honor the sacred waters of emotion—grief, rage, tenderness, love—as tools of transformation. Not weaknesses. Not distractions. But rivers capable of carving new landscapes.