Burning sage makes me incredibly claustrophobic. Greg used to throw a leaf of white sage on the stove burner, burn one in an ashtray, he was clearing the air/vibe in a place. I had to leave so he didn't do it very frequently. He had bundles of sage for smudging, and grew it for a while.
I use to cook up sage sausage when my extremely conservative WWII Navy vet father would visit... try and cover up the smell of the closet garden... I liked to think it fooled him, lol
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Unhallowed arts.
Unhallowed arts.
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What is this sorcery of which
What is this sorcery of which you speak?
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Burning sage makes me
Burning sage makes me incredibly claustrophobic. Greg used to throw a leaf of white sage on the stove burner, burn one in an ashtray, he was clearing the air/vibe in a place. I had to leave so he didn't do it very frequently. He had bundles of sage for smudging, and grew it for a while.
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Sage sausage rocks.
Sage sausage rocks.
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I use to cook up sage sausage
I use to cook up sage sausage when my extremely conservative WWII Navy vet father would visit... try and cover up the smell of the closet garden... I liked to think it fooled him, lol