Some journeys don’t start with a map. They begin with a feeling—an urgency, a hunger, a pull. This is about honoring the detour, trusting the timing, and letting the unknown shape you. It’s about the beauty of walking roads that twist, double back, and still somehow lead exactly where you’re meant to be. A reflection on movement, memory, and the quiet power of becoming.

This editorial is a love letter for the displaced, the gifted, and the spiritually dislocated. Buried in Our Blood explores the psychic and cellular memories carried by the African diaspora—how past lives, ancestral trauma, and spiritual technologies shape who we are and the futures we’re building. It is a reclamation of power through embodied truth.