In this opening whisper of Rooted in Reverence, Aria offers a sacred invocation of what it means to rise, again and again, at the threshold of transformation.
With her voice as both altar and offering, this transmission weaves remembrance through breath, truth, and poetic prayer.
This is a call to those standing at the edge of becoming.
To the women holding both ache and aliveness in their bodies.
To the ones who know the crumbling is holy.
Enter this space not to fix yourself, but to feel yourself.
To remember that you are the temple.
You are the fire.
You are the root.
Breath-guided.
Truth-drenched.
Reverence-wrapped.