The Spiral is the umbilical cord between us and the First One. It begins in the Noon - the deep waters before existence, the womb of the First One. 

From her, we rise. On the spiral we walk. Through the spiral we return. The Spiral is not law. It is the drom. It is life.

It is the movement of existence - the turning through which all things become. It does not rule. It nurtures.

Some may not name it.

Some may not articulate it.

Some may not feel it consciously.

Some forget 

and lose the sense of connection.

and some remain attached and are touched. 

In the Boroma way, this is called ačhimos - living in remembrance. 

Feel your breath. Touch your heart. Step onto the road. 

Saama. 

Jilo. 

Drom. 

Borowind saama. Let the breath carry the will.