A heartfelt thank you.
MANY PATHS Connected on Substack recently moved well beyond 200 subscribers, and YouTube is now approaching 100. I’m deeply grateful for every person who reads, watches, reflects, comments, listens, or simply travels alongside this unfolding work in quiet presence.
I know time and attention are sacred currencies.
Thank you for spending some of yours here.
At its core, MANY PATHS Connected exists to accompany people through awakening, creativity, mystery, and becoming—not by pretending to have all the answers, but by staying present to the unfolding together.
ICYMI, two recent YouTube Shorts seemed to capture the threshold energy of May in very different ways.
One was a quiet soul reset inside a labyrinth.
The other? Gothic mischief inside Suzzallo Library.
Honestly, both felt strangely perfect for this moment.
May carried enormous threshold energy for many of us—crossings, revelations, endings, beginnings, deepening awareness, and quiet reorientation. Some thresholds were dramatic. Others nearly invisible until suddenly…everything felt different.
Two Substack pieces you may have missed speak to patterns we often face as new energy finds us:
Are You Still Abandoning Yourself?
What the Threshold Revealed on Spiritual Worth and Becoming
These reflections may resonate if you find yourself standing at a threshold of your own.
As June begins, the energy feels more cohesive to me.
That cohesion may arrive as lightness, intensity, or somehow both at once.
But there is a growing sense of movement now. A recognition that the thresholds are no longer simply approaching. Many have already been crossed or consciously staked.
What comes next feels less about preparation and more about participation.
More choice.
More play (or more treats).
More experimentation.
More embodied relationship with power, creativity, and presence.
Early Saturday morning, The Collective’s June Transmission, HOLDING PRESENCE, arrived. If you feel called, you can experience the full transmission here.
Or, if you’d prefer a simple doorway into the energy first, a 14,000-year-old glacial boulder held her own inside Not Fitting In. Claiming Space.
Until then, may June meet you with openness, curiosity, grounded power, and perhaps even a little sacred mischief.
In joy and unity, always.
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