A morning ritual for difficult seasons
Four small morning rites for meeting difficult seasons without abandoning the body.
On traditions of writing to those who have died, and what the practice offers regardless of whether anyone reads it.
Several traditions include a practice of writing to someone who has died: a letter that will never be read by its addressee, composed anyway, sometimes burned, sometimes kept, sometimes read aloud at a grave.
The practice does not depend on a belief that the letter will reach anyone. Its value is located entirely in the writing itself, and in the specific kind of unfinished conversation grief tends to leave behind.
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