Dia de los Muertos

It's taken me living outside of Mexico for over a decade to appreciate how profound the celebration of «Dia de los muertos» is.⁣ 💀🇲🇽
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It is in the altar of our bodies that our ancestors continue to live. Their presence and legacy vibrating in our cells, DNA, beliefs, habits, virtues, trauma, wisdom, addictions... ⁣
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To honour them is to recognise the miraculous series of events and beings that led us to be who we are.⁣
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To remember them is to acknowledge our roots and the unbroken thread of lives that are forever interwoven with ours.⁣
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Dia de los muertos invites us to celebrate death, not as the opposite of life, but as life's fiercest proponent.⁣
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Death urges us to embrace being here, with all the inherent bittersweetness of the human experience.⁣
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Death reminds us to dance with every fibre of our being for this song, as we know it, will end sooner or later.⁣
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True aliveness requires an intimate connection and awareness of our mortality. ⁣
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So many people are dead in life: sleepwalkers getting by, surviving, often ruled by their unconscious mind without ever realising there's another way. ⁣
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It is the fortunate ones that are given the gift of experiencing true aliveness.⁣
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To be alive is a courageous and constant choice.⁣
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It demands the bravery to allow ourselves to be touched by life again and again.⁣
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To open to its beauty, messiness, sacredness, and mystery. ⁣
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I bow in gratitude for all the beings that led both you and I here, and pray we become the ancestors that brought love and healing to our family lines.⁣
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PS. If you're in México please eat some pan de muerto con chocolate caliente for me.☕️