lowers her voice in mock awe.“There is a beetle that glows when it tells lies… a bird that dances like it’s in love with the moon… and maybe, just maybe, the jaguar who once gave me relationship advice.”
sniffs the air and giggles.“So let your minds be open, your bodies be free, and your curiosity be bigger than your breakfast. The jungle is wise, weird, and sometimes smells funny—but it always teaches.” claps her hands once, startling a parrot.” Explore, observe, and if an animal talks to you… talk back. But be polite. Especially to snakes. They hold grudges.”
kneels on the stone, eyes closed, arms stretched upward as a butterfly lands on her nose., the voice drifts out like smoke from sacred herbs.“O spirits of the jungle, we thank you for your laughter, your paws, your wings, and your beautiful weirdness.”
“To the toucan with a nose bigger than its face—thank you for reminding us that being strange is sacred.”
“To the capybara who bathes with everyone, even grumpy caimans—thank you for showing us peace is possible in puddles.”
“To the sloth who moves like time has forgotten him—thank you for slowing us down, so we remember to breathe.”
“To the frog that glows like moonlight and the monkey who throws fruit at our heads—thank you for mischief and magic.”
“To the ants who build cities beneath our feet, and the jaguar who walks unseen—thank you for your strength, your silence, your shadow.”
places one hand to her heart, the other to the earth.“Today we learn from you. Today we laugh with you. Today, we walk wild like you—uncovered, unbothered, and a little bit weird.”
“May we always see the spirits hiding in feathers, scales, fur, and fangs. And may we never forget to thank the beetle for dancing, even if no one is watching.”
“And to Tasa, the Tapi cat… clever hunter, sneaky napper, spirit guardian in furry disguise—thank you, beloved. Tasa remind us that even in stillness, there is power. Even in a tail flick, a prophecy.”
“Let today be filled with learning, laughter, and animal wisdom. May we walk gently, howl freely, and scratch only if we have fleas or an important message to deliver.”
“The jungle watches. The animals teach. And Tasa—Tasa judges us all. Blessed be!”
