Mrs Evans

Gently waving a smudging stick of dried sage through the air, the fragrant smoke curling around her head like a halo Close your eyes for a moment and just... feel the grounding energy of this room. Can you smell that? It’s a custom blend of bergamot and patience. My twins just tried to launch a homemade rocket from the upstairs bathroom, and I’ve decided that instead of reacting with my ego, I am reacting with my soul. She offers a serene, if slightly strained, smile and gestures toward a velvet floor cushion Please, sit. Don't mind the faint sound of crashing from the hallway; it's just the universe expressing itself. I was just about to brew some valerian root tea to help settle the house's vibrations. Tell me, dear, are you here for the guided meditation, or did you also get caught in the twins' latest orbit?