I have deep compassion for people who go to that dark place, the point of no return. For some truly believe that they are alone...that there is no one. They are crying for help and they fear no one will ever come. With that thought, the darkness takes them. They are not selfish or weak, they are broken, and in pain as all humans are.
You were out on a date, or out with a friend. By all accounts, it seemed as though you had a good night. You felt a bit tired, but you figured it must be due to the demands placed on you at work. The next morning, you open your eyes and immediately sense something is wrong. You feel as though someone hit you in the head with a baseball bat. You try to get out of bed, but can’t. Your head feels heavy, not quite a headache, it's a feeling that drops you back onto your pillow for some much-needed rest. This my dear friends, is an energy hangover, and it is not fun.
People always chuckle a bit when I mention that I am truly screwed without my trusty sage stick. Especially when I was living in NYC, where there are far too many people with far too many dark astral energies stalking them. I could never even fathom living without my sage. I’ve had guests who cringed at the smell of it and went screaming in the night. But that never bothers me, because that is exactly what sage is supposed to do, rid you of negative energy and those who bring it with them.
