Because I am mildly evil, I have stationed myself in the corner booth of my coffee shop so I can watch all the couples straggle in today, stooping under the immense pressure V Day exerts on hipster Williamsburg relationships. “Do we act above this? Do we embrace the traditions but, like, in a meta way? Do I find out if s/he/they likes me as more than a hookup?” Then there are older, more-established couples (read: smugmarrieds) whose grimly set mouths and shoulders betray their trepidation around this Hallmark holiday–you know, “Is this year he is hopelessly disappointed by my lack of a gesture though we assured each other we didn’t care about hearts and candy? Is this the year she is hopelessly disappointed by me in general?” Sure, this should just be a day celebrating love of all kinds but everyone knows the kind of expectations that get attached to anything that marries capitalism and romance. The tension in the air is so deliciously high as people order their americanos that I scarcely need caffeine at all! But seriously folks: I send love on this WTF day because, well, why in tarnation not?
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The Future as February
For as long as I can remember, I have known that staying wedded to the past denies the magic of the future.
It’s why I’ve always stayed open to what movies, music, fashion, technology, ideas, humans, nature have brought in next. It’s also why I love reading for people. I can see the whole of their stories; I can see them shine.
But this month—this bleak, rainy February—I’ve been realizing that I like my future best when it’s rolling in front of me like a red carpet or a yellow brick road, glittering as a promise rather than a manifestation.
In other words, I don’t dream of sowing my dreams. I dream of my dreams themselves– glorious sunrises forever igniting the horizon. Continue Reading →
Tea and Empathy
No matter what time of day you come for an intuition reading, I’ll serve you tea. Sometimes (rarely) it contains caffeine but more often it’s a brew of herbs and leaves and roots based on what you’ll most need that day. Before you arrive, I tune in on your energy to find the blend that suits, and when you arrive, I put on the kettle. During the time the water takes to boil, we discuss the insights you’re seeking, and when the kettle makes itself heard—I swear it bleats like a lost sheep!—we roll up our sleeves. Often our last sip occurs just as the cards whisper their final secret and sometimes—less frequently—the leaves themselves have something to say.
In this way I not only let your smallest and most scared self know that you are welcome, but that we are enjoined with all the ancestors who engaged in tea ceremonies long before we entered this world. It is also how I share what’s in my heart—that it is an honor to serve you.
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