So as I embark on this journey, I stand at the shores of Styx calling out to Charon. But what has brought me here? I am hesitant to call out as I miserly hold unto his precious Obol. Why do I deny myself the ability to let go? What am I holding onto? What is it I fear about the free flow of spirit or those things we grasp upon our descent?
These are the questions I seek to answer along my journey. Delving into necromancy and the death currents. Seeking deeper connections with my ancestors and those who have passed the veil to listen to their wisdom and journey in giving them a voice.
To do this, and this journey, I feel will bring me to appreciate and embrace life with the vigor, strength, and motivation. So nothing is lost, no precious moments slipped into the abyss without thought.
Join me as we embark on Charon's boat.