Some of the heaviest things you carry about money were never yours.

The grandmother who trusted coffee cans more than banks.

The father who never spoke about money out loud.

The family that lost everything and never trusted having enough again.

You inherited their eyes, their laugh, their stubbornness. You also inherited their scarcity, and your nervous system has been guarding money like a family heirloom ever since.

In their world, their fear made sense. Money was scarce, work options were few, and losing it could mean losing everything.

You live in a world with more ways to create money than any generation before you. And for as long as people have honored their dead, this is the season they did it. Samhain fires across Ireland and Scotland, marigold altars for Día de los Muertos, a place set at the table for the ones who came before.

The veil is at its thinnest. The moon is waning, the time to release and let go. Mercury and Venus are both retrograde, pulling us back through worth and old money stories. And on this very day, Mercury sits cazimi, in the heart of the sun: one window of piercing clarity to see exactly what we’re carrying, and whose it was.

The sky is holding the door open in one direction, and it’s the direction of letting go.

In this live ritual, we call in the lineage together. We name what they lived through, honor what it cost them, and hand back what was never ours to keep.

Some things can’t be put down alone, and ancestral weight is one of them.

By the end of the night, their fear goes back to them, with love. Their strength stays with you.