I have found some direction through surrendering to ‘not knowing’, a universal law that says “let go and it will come to you”. And although I feel purposeful and present while I’m journaling – I actually have no intellectual idea of what the images mean, just that their ‘felt presence’ is right, in this moment. Something to do with bones and dust and ancestors, symbols of the underworld. There we are.


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