The Empowering Guidance of Santa Muerte There is a palpable shift in the air as I scroll through the pages of my journal, dated April 23, 2019. The notes, once just a collection of thoughts and observations, now resonate with an energy that seems to leap from the digital ink. It’s as though the very act of revisiting these words has become a ritual in itself, invoking the presence of Santa Muerte into the stillness of my room. I pause, feeling the weight of an invisible yet undeniable gaze; it’s her call, subtle yet insistent, drawing me in. I remember writing about her with a respectful curiosity, noting her as the patron of those on the fringes, a figure of compassion in the harsh face…