Smudging is not just for the woo.

‘Cause if my mom can smudge, you can too!

My mother is most emphatically not woo-woo. She’s not even woo-curious.

(At least that’s what she wants me to believe, but I remember her sitting on the edge of my bed when I was a half-asleep twelve-year-old and asking me to guess which color she was thinking of. I must have failed abysmally, moving Mom forever to the non-woo end of the spectrum!)

Yet despite Mom’s more mainstream thinking, when her house was on the market (sitting, unmoving on the market) she asked me if there was some ceremony she could do to move things along. read more…