I smudged my house tonight and it left me so drained of energy.
I slept immediately, and harder than I've slept in months with 60 hour work weeks as a single parent.
Don't tell me energy isn't real; our world runs on it. Don't pretend that you can understand the magic of science enough to discredit the reality of magic.
There's no other explanation for what I've experienced. "Mental illness" doesn't explain the Knowing Without Knowing.














