in honor of the veil, in honor of the work. may the work this season calls us to never end. may we weave it through all seasons. may death and life abide in tandem always, all ways. it is never too late to circle in and rekindle a relationship with your ancestors. this is a tiny piece of my current work. while in this scorpionic season, may we all tend to our psychic garbage as it is offered to us. may we open doors that have energetically said “keep out”~ to all my energy garbage diggers, i’m here dumpster diving with you.