By The Lantern Light

A softly lit room at dusk with a glowing lantern on a wooden writing desk, an open notebook, and the quiet presence of a person nearby, creating a calm, reflective atmosphere.

This page is a living gathering of people, creations, and quiet companions that I have come to trust.

Each offering here has touched my life or work in a meaningful way, not loudly, but truthfully.

Nothing is placed here to persuade or direct. These are simply lights I have noticed along my own path, shared in case one recognizes you, too.

If you feel moved to suggest a soul, artist, or offering that may belong here, you’re welcome to reach out through the Contact Form and share what you’re noticing.

You are always free to explore what calls, and to gently leave the rest.

A decorative lantern with a warm glow, surrounded by small star-shaped sparkles.
Illustration of an antique lantern emitting a warm glow with three small star-like sparkles around it.

By The Lantern Light

Swaying lanterns offer light, while the path is walked freely.

An illustration of a glowing lantern with a flame inside, surrounded by sparkles, on a dark background.

·noticed · trusted · shared

presence · resonance · care

·noticed · trusted · shared presence · resonance · care

Each presence gathered here is a stone in the cairn, placed not to build something impressive, but something true.


Every person, creation, or offering named on this page has supported my path in a real and embodied way, meeting me at different points along the climb.


Some offered guidance, some companionship, some grounding, some light; all arrived when they were needed, and remained because they carried integrity.


Together, they form a cairn of gratitude and recognition: a way of honoring what has shaped me, and of acknowledging the quiet help that makes any long journey possible.

Black and white sketch of a woman sitting on the ground holding a stick, with trees and plants around her.
A close-up of a hand gently placing a stone on top of a balanced cairn, captured in warm light.
A close-up of a person holding a softly glowing lantern, their face out of view, creating a warm and quiet sense of presence.

“A pause made visible. A small act of presence. A stone placed with care.”

Kindred Presences, Gathered by the Lantern

What appears here has been met slowly.

These are people, creations, and offerings that have moved through my field and remained, not because they asked to be seen, but because they carried something steady and true.

Each presence is shared as it was received, without hierarchy or expectation. You are invited to linger where you feel resonance, and to pass by what does not call.

The lantern is simply held.

Entries are gathered and listed without hierarchy, in the order they arrive.

The cairn’s foundation undoubtedly begins with my family, whose love and complexity shaped the ground I learned to walk upon. Their loving presence continues to hold and shape me, even as my path unfolds in new ways.

Some stones on this cairn belong to those who are no longer here in form, yet whose presence and light continue to shape my life. They are held with love, gratitude, and quiet remembrance.

Each stone placed is a gesture of care for the unseen traveler.
— Anonymous

I was given my spiritual name about 10 years ago, now. It happened in a completely unexpected moment between myself and Cristo Bowers. I had previously received enlightening and life-changing sessions with him. Christo is a stone in my cairn because he gifted me with my spiritual name, “SongWeaver,” and wrote a living sentence on the cover of his book I purchased for me. It reads, “May the song in your heart be continuously sung to others.” It has…

Cristo Bowers is a practitioner whose perception brings clarity to the deeper structures of the human psyche, and so much more. If you feel drawn to explore his work, you may find it by clicking the link below, and perhaps, he may become a stone in your cairn.

CRISTO BOWERS | cristobowers.services

A cairn is a conversation across time, built by hands that trusted the path.
Old Scottish saying
— Old Scottish saying

👣 A Walk For Peace 🕊️

This morning, I came across a short speech shared by Venerable Bhikkhu Paññākāra during the Walk for Peace. I have been following their 2,300-mile journey and crying daily while watching them. What struck me most was not the walk itself this time, but the invitation within his words.

He shared that the monks do not wish to be admired. When we see them, they hope we see ourselves. Our own capacity for presence, compassion, steadiness, and peace in motion.

This offering felt like a quiet mirror. A reminder that peace is not something we observe from the outside, but something we practice through our own steps, choices, and way of being.

I’m sharing the link here as part of the cairn. One more stone placed in gratitude for the people and moments that continue to shape my path.

[Link to video]

https://www.instagram.com/reel/DURxxgTjizb/?utm_source=ig_web_button_share_sheet

Website:

https://www.walkforpeace.us/

I am currently gathering more presences..