THE MYTHIC GALLERY

1. Wound:

Losing the family business in a single afternoon.

2. Anchors:

The smell of burnt coffee, a cracked glass desk, the hum of an empty fan.

3. Turning:

Standing in the parking lot and realizing the weight was gone.

4. Gift:

The clarity to build a life based on truth rather than obligation.

1. Wound:

The discovery of a hidden diary revealing a secret family shame.

2. Anchors:

Musty paper, ink stains, a cold attic breeze.

3. Turning:

Accepting that their mistakes are not my inheritance.

4. Gift:

The freedom to write a new myth for the lineage.

1. Wound:

Losing the family business in a single afternoon.

2. Anchors:

The smell of burnt coffee, a cracked glass desk, the hum of an empty fan.

3. Turning:

Standing in the parking lot and realizing the weight was gone.

4. Gift:

The clarity to build a life based on truth rather than obligation.

1. Wound:

Losing the family business in a single afternoon.

2. Anchors:

The smell of burnt coffee, a cracked glass desk, the hum of an empty fan.

3. Turning:

Standing in the parking lot and realizing the weight was gone.

4. Gift:

The clarity to build a life based on truth rather than obligation.

1. Wound:

Losing the family business in a single afternoon.

2. Anchors:

The smell of burnt coffee, a cracked glass desk, the hum of an empty fan.

3. Turning:

Standing in the parking lot and realizing the weight was gone.

4. Gift:

The clarity to build a life based on truth rather than obligation.

1. Wound:

The discovery of a hidden diary revealing a secret family shame.

2. Anchors:

Musty paper, ink stains, a cold attic breeze.

3. Turning:

Accepting that their mistakes are not my inheritance.

4. Gift:

The freedom to write a new myth for the lineage.