Blessed be your path through the sacred dark.
May grief soften into grace, and endings open into new becoming.
Let the shadows teach you, not frighten you.
Let the silence speak what voices could not.
May the Ancestors walk beside you
Blessed be your path through the sacred dark.
May grief soften into grace, and endings open into new becoming.
Let the shadows teach you, not frighten you.
Let the silence speak what voices could not.
May the Ancestors walk beside you
