As an atheist, my approach to spirituality is unique and personal. I find profound meaning in rituals that connect me to the cycles of nature, drawing inspiration from Taoism and various pagan traditions. One of the core elements of my practice is my relationship with the moon and its phases.

Losing a parent is one of the most profound experiences a person can face. For me, the death of my father marked a turning point that reshaped my understanding of faith, hope, and belief. I found myself thrown into a whirlwind of emotions, seeking comfort and answers in the Catholic Church and prayer. Yet, what began as a source of solace slowly turned into a struggle that challenged everything I thought I knew about God and faith.

This new identity feels less like a fixed destination and more like an ongoing exploration.