Sifting through the sediment, to allow what’s clear to have passage, to be absorbed into cells and improve our circulation. Our circulation with what’s kept us closed and calcified, our circulation with what passes through and around us, our circulation with our inner world—what we breathe in and embody and what we choose to untether. Working with grief, to cut through what’s kept us in a past that has left scars. Grief, where tissues are tenuous and tired, waiting to be tended to, with that tender, loving care.