I melted down and cracked open this weekend. Finally touching into a deep well of grief that has been just out of my reach for weeks.
There I was, standing at the edge of the temple looking out over the water into the distance. As I watched people climb the long staircase to the top, I see their faces glowing in ease, gratitude, and happiness. They carry offerings, herbs, oils, and gifts, placing them inside the temple. They settle into a circle like formation around a huge burning bonfire as the flames reach up high towards the sky above.