When a forest burns down to the ground, life already exists beneath its surface.​ In fact, there are certain seeds that require fire to sprout.

For those of us who hold spaces of sacred remembrance, spaces that guide us into the holy depths, spaces that weave new cultures and spaces where we emerge with new life from the fire of possibility, we are being asked to move with the knowing that a new forest awaits—even though we may not see it with our eyes.