Walk into the front door of my mom’s house and you’ll immediately see a smudge station. A sign with the cheeky phrase, “Go smudge yourself,” painted on the wall. A mason jar is wired on holding a large sage bundle.
This is the custom. If you can make it past the Ganesh statue on the front porch, take off your boots and stay awhile, but you’ll have to clear your energy first.
Join us for tea and notice the crystal shelf in the shape of a pyramid, chakras hung down the wall and feel free to pick an oracle card out of the jar. Share the messages you’ve received. All of these things have been normal to me, that is until someone at LunaHolistic asked me what it was like to have Reiki parents.