Fire

Growing up, when I was sad, or had a problem i would sit down and write out what the problem was and take the paper outside to burn. I would read it out-loud, crumple the paper and set it ablaze. While it burned, I would ask the Spirits to take it away and release me from the burden. Butterflies do the same thing, only without the ritual. You safely capture one, or speak to one from your butterfly garden, and ask her to take the message to the other side. I have always had comfort in this.
I haven't done this in awhile. It's not easy to do where I live. I think living in this hole I've been in is part of my problem. I had something so fundamental broken inside of me, and then was moved to this place that took away my religion as well. So much to fight for. I need to learn to fight again.