Most of us will find this a familiar sight. As few of us have the space
for a ritual room in our apartment dwelling age. Our coffee table, our dresser top
and many other places become temporary sacred space. With odd rings on the table from the heat of the candles and incense burners, that are reminders of the rite. Not to mention the odd wax drip and ashes to clean when we are done.And there always seems to be something you forgot to get out, that you have to trot off to find :)
May all the spaces that you grace be blessed my fellow Solitaires
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