Please, I Beg of You . . .
. . . Take your trash — ehem, sorry, I meant *offerings* — with you instead of leaving them at special sites.
. . . Take your trash — ehem, sorry, I meant *offerings* — with you instead of leaving them at special sites.
On a recent trip, I used a friend’s car for quite a bit and they had a tiny compass attached to their keys. Magical ideas immediately popped into my head and all through my visit. Here’s one idea. The compass can be a link to the sacred space created when we cast a circle — […]