Letting go is never simple—especially for Black people living in predominantly white spaces-- where we’ve been expected to carry more than our share and to do it quietly.

But what if letting go is not abandonment, but liberation? What if it’s an act of love?

In this warm, reflective episode, Ama-Robin invites you into three immersive stories —slow-paced, story-driven, and deeply rooted in Black cultural truth.

✨ Story 1: Dreams Left at the Door A woman returns to the porch where she first dreamed big, and grieves the pieces of herself she left behind.

✨ Story 2: Auntie’s Place A neighborhood elder helps visitors release the pain they’ve been told to forget, through ancestral ritual and quiet resistance.

✨ Story 3: Laying It Down at the Door One woman reflects on the sacred art of not carrying everything—not for everyone, and not forever.

Each story reminds us that letting go isn’t erasure—it’s making room. It’s how we reclaim our breath. And how we practice self-love that is not Eurocentric, individualistic, or shallow—but cultural, communal, ancestral, and real.

This episode includes:

• Grief and rage naming rituals

• Ancestral practices of release

• Black psychology of emotional weight

• A Beyond the Story reflection on self-love and sacred release

At the end, you’ll hear a short breathing cue and reflection to help you ease into your own ritual of release.

📍 You ain’t imagining this. And you never had to carry it alone.

🧘🏾‍♀️ Letting Go & Cleansing Rituals:

Here are a few simple, sacred practices to support your release:

🕊️ Name & Water Ritual Whisper the name of what you’re releasing into a bowl of water. Pour the water out under an open sky.

🔥 Burning the Lie Write down a false belief or racist message you were told. Burn the paper safely and say: “This no longer belongs to me.”

🌿 Herbal Holding Hold a grounding item—like a smooth stone or fresh herb (basil, rosemary, or sage). Say aloud: “This is heavy. But I am not alone.”

📓 Journaling Prompt What have I been asked to carry that never belonged to me? What am I ready to lay down at the door?