Take the vulture, for example. Many of us instinctively recoil at the sight of a vulture. They’re often seen as symbols of death, darkness, and decay. I’ve felt this myself, an unease, a quiet fear, a judgment that these creatures were somehow “ugly” or something to avoid. But when I paused to reflect, I saw something profound. The vulture doesn’t represent death; it represents renewal. It consumes decay, aiding in the cycle of life by preventing disease and returning nutrients to the earth.

Rediscovering our roots. This is a new category for the PSB community to enjoy. I’ll be posting about once a week a fun article about how women were respected and valued in ancient societies, celebrating their roles as leaders, healers, warriors and wisdom keepers.