danielle, the owner of the Silver King Hotel, read my palm tonight.
planner
absolutely will not invest unless absolutely sure of what i'm getting into
a traveler (she says this with a smile and a twinkle in her eye)
outgoing, but inhibited by something (she says this with a wrinkled brow)
"something bothers you...what is it called?...you keep it all in..."
you worry too much...and it affects your health (she says this with a concerned gaze over her bifocals) "no really, you gotta stop...it's hurting you
something tragic will happen soon, sometime before your forties and you'll have bad health until then, something
life threatening
fragile...very fragile
but you'll get better...wow!....you get really healthy!!...will probably be that way until mid 70's...you're gonna grow old
"oh wow this is....VERY interesting...i've never seen this before...you have a life shadow...you have something else going on that we can't see...hmmm....like another life somewhere else...and you know about it too, don't you?"
i smile
persuasive
auspicious
interesting nodules below jupiter and around saturn "oh how cute!"(?)
jomo, food co-op on 4th street in tucson, yesterday.
hello...(double take)...medicine woman (slowly, with a slowly creeping smile)
"wait...excuse me...what do you mean?"
he looks at me as if i don't know what he's talking about
smiles gently
"we're just kindred souls...that's all
you know things, don't you
we both cried
"and you....you need to breath...
when you can breath, you clear the mind, when the mind is clear you can heed the wisdom of your heart, and then you'll know what to do
he cupped my hands in his
i walked away to sit
i sat outside for a few minutes, breathing
and as plain as day the tension from my forehead was lifted, my eyes felt tired, and i was dazed...literally exhausted...i was so tired all i wanted to do was take a nap, right there on the sidewalk
he sucked my bad energy right out
i had to tell him thank you
and as if he hadn't already done enough for me, he comes back outside to place a gift in my hands...sage and arnica...sage to cleanse the air and to wash out all the left over stale energy, and arnica to heal the bruising and stiffness...
i walk next door to the apothecary of my dreams...the tucson herb store...don't let the website fool you...it's dark, kind of musky, old dusty bottles in the windows and billowing hanging potted plants from the ceiling...a smell that only mother nature could create....dark wood floors, a curtained hallway leading into the back room, silence...dark wood bookshelves with oily bottle samples and homemade labels...heart potions, pitta sprays, palo santos, jars of dried gotu kola, rose hips...a much coveted space for a witchy one of me.
this saturday, classes, 20 each, or 80 for all five, saturdays...i'm supposed to go to these classes...i know it.
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