Somewhere behind you, across countless fires and star-mapped nights, your ancestors whispered a future into being.
Not a replica of the past, but a threshold.
Not survival, but remembrance.
You are the answered prayer that learned how to listen.
The story that grew legs.
The bloodline remembering itself through consciousness, choice, and courage.
Walk gently. Walk boldly. You hold much more than you realise.
You carry more than memory — you carry meaning.
Share with your #soultribe and give them the gift of knowing.