🤍 heart and claws

  What if the number you’ve been taught to fear is actually the one calling you forward? What if what we call an ending is simply the veil lifting? And what if the trembling you feel – collectively, personally, quietly – isn’t the world falling apart, but the sound of a new time breaking through the walls of the old? The number 13 has been misunderstood for centuries, yet it carries the pulse of the divine feminine, the rhythm of transition, and the promise of what waits just beyond the familiar. This is a story about the threshold we all stand on, the light behind a closing door, and the future we keep pretending isn’t already here. The Door That Opens Because Something Else Has Ended Some numbers tell stories. Some numbers tell eras. The  13  is the latter. It isn’t misfortune, chaos, or doom. It is the  moment after . The breath that follows the last breath of something that has already finished. The 13 doesn’t say: “Something will end.” It says:...