Mirror, Mirror on the Wall, Tell Me…

Magic MirrorYou walk into your bedroom. It’s dark and cool…quiet. You approach the back wall, and a gossamer drapery festoons the wall. You delicately separate the drapes, revealing an ornately carved mirror. The carvings seem to move and morph slowly, smoothly.

You take a deep cleansing breath and say: “Mirror, mirror, on the wall…”

What do you ask? What is your deepest desire to be revealed? What do you absolutely need to know?

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