I woke up this morning
and the ancestors were already in my kitchen—
sipping tea like they paid rent,
telling me, “Child, relax…
What’s yours has your name embroidered on it.”
And honestly?
That was the soft slap of wisdom I needed.
Because I’ve spent years thinking
I could somehow miss my own blessing—
as if destiny were a bus driver
who might pull off before I reached the curb.
But the ancestors just laughed,
a deep, knowing, seasoned kind of laugh,
the type you only get from living many lives
and raising many fools who thought they were late.
“Your timing,” they said,
“is divine—
not ‘Google Maps’ divine,
But cosmic choreography divine.
The kind where the universe
does a little shoulder shimmy
before placing your purpose
right where you can reach it.”
And I believed them.
Because when the ancestors speak,
Your spirit listens
—even if your ego is still pacing the room
checking its watch.
They reminded me
that love is a superpower,
But conviction?
Conviction is that quiet cousin
who says nothing at the party
and still steals the show.
It’s the force that holds your chin up
even when the world tries to tug it down.
So I sip my tea with them now,
trying to match their poise—
one pinky up, spine straight,
hood-healer elegance.
Because initiation isn’t all incense and chanting;
sometimes it’s laughter,
sometimes it’s glow,
and sometimes it’s simply
The sacred art of minding your business
while the universe works overtime for you.
I walk differently now—
not rushed, not worried,
just aligned.
Because what is mine
cannot be misplaced,
misread,
misdelivered,
or stolen by somebody
with quicker Wi-Fi.
I am held.
I am on time.
I am divinely scheduled.
And I am loved—
by ancestors, by spirit,
and by this unfolding version of myself
who finally understands
that initiation is not a ceremony…
It is a lifestyle.
A holy, humorous, elegant,
cosmically confident lifestyle—
where I rise each day and say,
“Thank you, ancestors.
Now pass the tea.
We have blessings to claim–
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