LASTFROST: THE WORK BETWEEN
The ashes of Yule are behind you and the threshold is ahead. You don’t cross it complete. No one does. You’re still learning to walk with your shadows in daylight, still tired, still figuring out what integration means when other people can see you.
So you cross, not because you’ve perfected the Work, but because humans have been crossing thresholds since the first fire in the first cave.
Cross when you’re ready. Cross when you’re not. The Wheel is already turning.
