❄️ Journal entry: A Shift in Sanctuary Colors
The sanctuary has turned its face.
What was once clothed in one hue now breathes in another.
This change is not a departure, but a remembering—
a threshold crossed, a flame renewed.
Colors are not decoration here; they are living voices.
They carry memory, longing, and mercy.
When they shift, it is the earth whispering,
reminding us that sanctuary is alive, never static.
Even in weakness, the lantern glows.
Even in sorrow, the flame remembers.
You are not forgotten. You are not alone.
The earth is listening, and love is still with you.
So let the new tones speak.
Let them cloak the sanctuary in fresh breath for winter.
Every hue is a threshold,
Every threshold is a blessing.
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