When I was young, I thought fasting was about proving something—showing the ancestors how serious I was. I approached it like a test I had to pass. It wasn’t until years later that I understood: fasting isn’t about earning anything. It’s about making room. When you set aside the usual comforts, even just for a day, you create space in yourself—spaciousness that the spirit world can fill. It’s like clearing a cluttered table so a guest has somewhere to sit.
I fast in different ways now, depending on what my spirit is drawn to. Sometimes I give up food for a day. Sometimes I give up my phone. Sometimes I give up complaining, which is harder than either of the others. I always tell people who want to try this to start small and to do it with joy, not grim determination. If you’re miserable the whole time, you’ve missed the point. Fasting should feel like a gift you’re giving, not a punishment you’re enduring. Do it with a light heart, and the ancestors will meet you there with open arms.
Fasting as Spiritual Discipline, Beyond the Physical
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