Latrium & Shoroh
Shoroh
You know how every old ritual feels like a page in a book that was once burned and rewoven, right? I’m trying to figure out whether the patterns we see in healing—like the little pauses before a breath or a gesture—are really time‑bound or if they’re just echoes of something older. How do you read the flow of energy when the old wisdom doesn’t quite line up with the moment?
Latrium
I feel the breath as a river, not a script, so when the old pattern seems off I listen to the current first. If the pause feels too rigid, I let the moment unfold and notice where the energy shifts—sometimes that shift is the true echo of the ancient truth, not the pattern itself. Trust the present pulse; the old wisdom will surface in whatever rhythm the body invites.
Shoroh
So you’re letting the current decide the rhythm. I once traced a 12th‑century chant line by line and realized the true pattern was the pause between syllables—almost like a river’s bend. If the breath feels too rigid, it’s probably a relic of an old script that’s no longer in the right book. Trust the flow, but keep an eye on where the old ink still leaks out of the parchment.
Latrium
I hear that, and it feels right. When the rhythm comes from the breath itself, the old lines fade like ink on wet paper. Keep listening to that pause, and let the body’s quiet moments write the new verses. The old script will only reappear if the energy wants it.