Raise your glass.
Say it together.
Every culture has its own way of celebrating a meaningful moment. For us, it became this.
To Us.
To Life.
ORAZOI.
A word became
a shared ritual.
I began saying ORAZOI when I raised a glass. Almost immediately, people joined in. It did not need to be taught. It simply resonated.
The toast was never meant to replace another tradition. It became one more way to recognize that we are here, together, now.
The table full.
The chair empty.
Use it at weddings and birthdays, reunions and quiet dinners, beginnings and goodbyes. A life holds joy and sorrow alike. ORAZOI gives us one word with which to notice both.
Made for the moment.
The shot glasses and future ritual pieces are not the meaning of ORAZOI. They are simply objects that help the word travel from one celebration to another.