Communion With The Ancestors

Walking toward the sun, listening to my spirit, with Crue always close.

I lit the candles because I missed the ocean.

A few months ago, I started walking the beach at sunrise because something in me said to walk toward the sun.

I did not have a plan or an intention to start a ritual, I just woke before the light, went to the water, and walked in the direction of the rising sun as it came up. The sound of the waves did something to my nervous system that I did not know I needed until it was already happening, my body softened and my mind settled, and over time what began as an instinct became a routine I relied on to soothe my soul.

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