The Snow Moon, the Penguin, & the Night the TV Came Back On

Tonight is the Snow Moon,the kind of moon that doesn’t promise transformation, only truth.In this episode, I share something I hadn’t planned to say out loud: why I haven’t watched TV in two and a half years since my mom passed away… and what happened the night I finally turned it back on.This isn’t about movies or nostalgia.It’s about grief, silence, safety, and the stories that stay with us when the noise stops.I talk about the Snow Moon, a penguin that felt like a quiet witness, and the difference between distraction and meaning , and why some moments don’t feel like coincidence at all, but more like Godwinks.If you’ve ever avoided something because it held too much memory or felt the subtle shift when something no longer hurts the way it used to stay with me.