09/04/2026
The Earth is My Altar
Fire transforms.
Bones remember.
The body feels.
And the earth… shows.
I have come to see that this is not something I do…
it is something I am in relationship with.
Life is always speaking.
Through the flicker of the flames,
through the quiet weight of the bones,
through the sensations that rise within the body,
and through the way the earth arranges herself beneath our hands.
When we gather…
when we create…
when we slow down enough to truly see…
Something begins to reveal itself.
Not forced.
Not planned.
But formed.
The mandala becomes a mirror.
The fire becomes a voice.
The body becomes a doorway.
And the earth…
she shows us what has been there all along.
This is my altar.
This is my ceremony.
This is my life.
And when I listen…
life speaks back.
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