03/17/2026
Your ancestors planted in dry seasons, tended the soil when nobody was watching, and trusted the rains would come. That patience, that integrity, that trust — that is the oldest wealth there is.
This week the internet is talking about luck. Four-leaf clovers. Pots of gold. Manifestation hacks.
And then on Friday, the Spring Equinox arrives. For my Taino ancestors, this is the New Year — the rebirth of the cycle, the return of the rains after the long dry season, the moment when everything that was tended in silence finally begins to grow.
I want to offer a different way of thinking about prosperity.
In the Caribbean, in Latin America, in Indigenous and Afro-Caribbean communities, wealth was never about a lucky break. It was about what you cultivated with integrity during the seasons nobody applauded. The Espiritista who served her community for decades. The elder who passed down knowledge without keeping a ledger. The family that planted yuca in dry soil and trusted the earth to remember its promise.
That trust — in the cycle, in the spirits, in the work of your own hands — is a form of prosperity that no market crash can take from you.
Meta-Modern Spiritualism teaches that progression happens across every spectrum of life. Prosperity is one of them. And real prosperity grows the same way the spirit does: through patience, through integrity, and through trust in what you cannot yet see.
Happy Equinox. Happy New Year. Happy planting season.
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🌿 This is how we grow.