The first time I heard monks chanting was the week my grandpa passed away.
I didn’t understand it then, but that sound would become part of my healing.
Every time I hear it now, it reminds me of him — calm, steady, gentle.
Grief doesn’t disappear… it just changes shape.
Today I walk for peace. For him. 🤍✨
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