the ancestors.
they remind us that aliveness is not a finite thing or isolated incident. it's a vast ecosystem of memory, connection, and wisdom passed down.
we're not alone in the infinite void of time + space. the ancestors are alive in our bones. singing their song.
we are the keepers of memory + testaments of dreams. we are the path-makers for those who will come after.
we are participants in an alive unfolding, heirs of deep story.
what changes when you feel into the vastness + depth + presence of your lineage? what happens when you remember your connection to what came before you + what will come after?