NINE OF PENTACLES
What happens when we watch the pot as it boils?
DAUGHTER OF CUPS
Last year, I took a long hiatus from dating. Or rather, I spent some time dating myself. It wasn’t easy. There were months of tucking under covers, staring at the ceiling, longing, and wondering “why am I doing this?” Bit by bit, the question was answered. As I prepared beautiful meals for one, stroked lavender everything into...