Day 11 – The Breath Between Roots and Stars As the final sliver of the Libra moon fades, the Earth grows quiet enough for the plants to speak. Their language is older than words, carried through scent, smoke, and song. For the Taíno Behique of Borikén, every plant was a being with soul and purpose. Cassava fed the body. Tobacco purified breath and opened communication with the unseen. Cacao softened the heart and invoked joy. Cohoba, the sacred snuff, carried the mind into h