This was a part of my “a call for help” rituals performed during the Supermoon of 2022 (July 13).
Lots of tears were involved in despair. My calls and prayers were answered in some ways. I am not much better but surely better now.
It is the hardest thing to go through — hopelessness. It is a black hole that swallows you whole with no mercy. Hope, on the other hand, is the sacred water our souls constantly seek to quench their thirst with. It is essential to our souls so is to our bodies.
Let’s try to do our best to hold on to every drop of that sacred water. Let’s douse the ones lost in a vast desert sometimes.
disclaimer: the voiceover is not mine.










