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From bright blue eggs to soft, trembling hatchlings…from fragile fluff to open-beaked hunger for life — we’ve been graced to witness the spiral.

These baby robins remind us:

Healing takes time.

Becoming is messy.

And growth often looks still before it flies.

There is a sacred rhythm in nature’s timeline —

No forcing.

No rushing.

Only presence, protection, and patience.

Let this nest be a mirror:

• What part of you is still in the shell?

• What part is cracking open, raw and unsure?

• What part is stretching, reaching, singing to be fed?

There is no wrong place in the spiral.

Only life… remembering how to rise.