I've never understood the cynicism that exists towards magical thinking. While realists and pessimists cry into their coffee and rationalists claim to only believe in what they can prove or debunk, there are those of us who cultivate a deep and abiding relationship to the imaginal.

This week will require extra salt. Without it the dance of the planets could sit too heavy in our bellies. The turn of the wheel could feel too dark. The dance of the shadow could exhaust instead of enchant us.