
09/03/2023
We have been the best of friends since the first day we walked into middle school. I had not been to my hometown since my grandmother died and my sons graduated from Hampton University. My mother died nearly 15 years ago and it felt like the memories once shared were fading and fleeting. My mother taught me how to love and my grandmothers taught me the value of service and I miss their presence daily. Their faces amid the struggles reminded me to stay grounded and grateful.
🫚While many memories were made on these grounds of the Kecoughtan & Chesepian people, whom I give honor to as they cultivated gardens along the riverbanks, were spiritually connected and stellar fishermen. I thought that since my mother and grandmothers were gone, my roots in this place were disappearing.
🫚This year has been humbling for me. I left my career, started a business where I had to close the storefront and take a virtual approach to providing healing supported services, and the days have been full of shifts, pivots and intentional breaths.
🫚This weekend began with spending time with my sister whom I hadn't seen in over a year (but we talk daily) and . We drove to the varied spaces that brought back childhood memories, the humble beginnings, and we cathartically digested all of the emotions attached to those experiences.
🫚 I needed to release the emotions that stemmed from experiences that no longer served me in order to open the path of continuous purpose, serenity, abundance, love and mercy.
May this Labor Day weekend birth yet another spiritual awakening. May it surround me with tribes of people who want for me what I want for myself, and may we celebrate and embrace what each day has to offer us. May the integration process continue .charlotte .curandeira , until the next ceremonial pilgrimage. Integration still loading!