So as I continue my adventures around Jamaica, I’m overwhelmed with how good it feels to touch the soil of my Ancestors.
And what beautiful soil it is…
The area in which my mother, my Grandmother, Great Grandmother and beyond… orginate from, is rich in Aluminium soil.
This means it has been regularly mined, recently resulting in the almost entire destruction of the area.
Yet it’s beauty is so palatable it’s breath taking.
As I approach my last few days here in Jamaica, the healing power of my ancestral lands is powerful.
Much love Txx