When I need to summon my divinity, I prepare a space first, tidied, cleansed, and welcoming. Hot soaking water, icy drinking water, darkness, punctuated with tea lights. Aromas, ambiance, authors. Sometimes, a visitor, nocturnal feline eyes like fireflies, staring uncertainly, whiskers twitching, a familiar unfamiliar with these rites. Rose quartz isn’t a scent. I drop […]