At 4:33 AM, I woke to these words: Your spirit lives in the shadows, peaks, and crevices.

This is how it often happens. Messages arrive in those liminal hours—fragments of stories, prayers, and information from those who have crossed over. It's why I've learned to keep a notebook on my nightstand, always within reach.

Now I walk with the words and see what comes next.

Tecate, MX

Mt. Kuchamaa