My priestessing practice is bubbling and spinning and crackling in the fine-hair-raising incubation chamber around me. I did two Tarot readings today. Extended my reach and hooked up to some electric wires strung across the ethers like those spark-throwing lines the metro bus attaches to. Felt the !surge! Felt the humming beneath my fingernails, the warm waves coming off of the connection between me, the cards, and my client.
Let the Wild Rumpus begin!!!