The More Than Existing™ Way Weekend Energy Update Channeled by Mystic, Spiritual and Emotional Leader, Corrie Thorne-Cameron.

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“Courage is not the ability to fight, but in the restraint to bring change without chaos and war.”

~ Corrie Thorne-Cameron

A blog inspired by another woman’s story leads me into the energy update in some round about way today. As we move in and through the archetypal energy of the wise feminine leader. Dreamy energy is moving into action and experience as wisdom is a must.

So allow me to share this learned wisdom that speaks of the power of change that begins within…

I listened to an Instagram reel today about ageism, one of those quick little things you think you’ll scroll past, but it caught me, it landed, it stayed. I went to comment and then I realized… it wasn’t really about the reel at all. It was about the moment it touched something in me that has been changing quietly for a long time.

There is a different relationship forming between me and myself now. Not the kind built from fixing or chasing or proving, but the kind that comes from having lived. From having listened to the body long enough that you stop treating it like an object and start feeling it again as a place you reside.

With my Venus in Pisces, love has always moved through me like water. I have always wanted to offer it, pour it, become it, but something is maturing. The way I love is becoming more deliberate. Less impulsive, less reflex, more reverence. Not love given away unconsciously, but love held with knowing. The kind of knowing that comes when you finally understand the value of the woman offering it.

I’ll be 55 on April 1st and I didn’t exactly arrive here through ease, as most of us don’t. My health began declining in my early 30s, and in Canada the waiting can be long, the unraveling slow. Broken systems that never did work, not lack of compassion but a lack of support.

I used to say I corroded over time. I didn’t get the sweet myth of aging gracefully. I aged through pain, through endurance, through seasons I would never wish to repeat. Life has been this way throughout time; grace and love are pushed to the back. And now, with my spine repaired, I look in the mirror and I feel something I never expected to feel so strongly and that is Honour.

Definitely not because I look like I once did, but because wishing her/ my younger self back would mean walking roads I pray I never have to walk again. I can see her, yes… the woman I was, the softness of youth, the old shape of my face. And I can also hear the voices, the inherited commentary, the women in my family, the women I have met along the way, the subtle criticism that has followed aging like a shadow. The fear of becoming less visible, which also holds truth.

But I wonder… is it really that we become unseen? Or is it that something in us stops performing?

The warrior shifts and the sage arrives. The crone isn’t an ending, she’s a power. A presence. A woman who no longer needs to be consumed to be real. We are in this stage in the world but we are also in a beginning and middle. All stages have collided, but… I am in this one so my ways I show up have changed. And honestly… can we talk about the phrase “You look good for your age.”

What the f*** does that even mean? Truly. Or the saleswoman who gently suggests something isn’t “age appropriate,” as if aging comes with a dress code, as if we were ever meant to dress for anyone’s comfort but our own. Since when did growing older become something to apologize for? Since when did womanhood become a timeline of acceptable visibility? Just like I am not so easily guilted into who someone thinks I should be.

So many of the “rules” we have lived under are just old metaphors we agreed to without realizing it. Shame dressed up as guidance. Judgment passed down as tradition. Women trained to edit themselves until they are palatable.

And this week… something feels like it’s shifting. Because the Full Moon in Leo is coming on February 1st, and Leo doesn’t whisper. Leo doesn’t dim. Leo doesn’t ask permission to exist. Leo simply stands in the light as an unseen strength that’s presence is visible in a big way but not in performance. That’s left to the shadow energy. And I can feel that light touching the places where we have been taught to shrink. The places where we have been taught to smooth ourselves out. The places where we have been taught to disappear slowly.

It feels like a moment of return and not a reinvention. A return, the soft rebellion of self-acceptance. A remembering that the woman you are now is not a compromise… she is an arrival.

So… I’m sitting with a kind of curiosity as we move toward that moon… wondering what might happen if we stopped treating aging like loss, and started treating it like embodiment. Like truth. Like the goddess becoming more real inside her own skin. Maybe on a world scale it’s time to invite in the spirit of divine grace.

Maybe you feel it too. That quiet stirring. That deep invitation to not become someone else… But to come back. Back to what matters the most.

Much Love,

Corrie Thorne-Cameron