Very Victorian Summer

Hey, guys,

Summertime. Bees are buzzing. The sun is shining. Today, I ate the perfect nectarine at the perfect time and it was bliss.

Other than those three things, I fucking hate summertime.

I only like to be outside when I’m in a pool, and even then, I don’t want the sun getting all mouthy with me.

I’m doing readings. I’m still sick, though. This heart stuff isn’t going away and it’s still a Very Victorian Summer, and I can’t guarantee that I won’t be a fainting goat.

SO – we have a new offering. (YES!!)

You send me a question or a list of questions, and I’ll send you a video recording of the reading.

This way, you guys can get the readings and my face and time, but I won’t have to constantly reschedule you and feel awful about it.

If you HAVE to have a phone reading from me, Zoom has a telephone number for you to use. It will be in the email that you receive when you order.

In the meantime, if you NEED a phone reading, you can reach out to my friend Ellen the Red. One of our teachers from Kitchen Table Gathering #2 -The Gatheringing, Ellen has been reading tarot through this lifetime and back in a few of the last ones.

She just has the Knowing of the Ways. My spiritual and heart little sis is an amazing tarot reader, and if you want the comfort of a phone call, Ellen’s your gal.

For email readings, go here for John, Bo and Amanda. They’re awesome, too. This is my team, and I trust them with you guys.

As for the Fainting Goat over here, these recorded hybrid readings are on sale for $85.00 and you can also add any of my books with an autograph. NOT Vandalized. Those take a long time and are pretty taxing.

Speaking of Vandalized books, I have some more to offer. I’m so sorry to the first guys that it’s taken this long, but I promise the next batch won’t take five months. Ahem. They’re being mailed out this week. 🙂

I love you guys. Please allow yourselves to float. Make the work match where you are emotionally and spiritually. For the last full moon, I lit a candle in my brain because I couldn’t be arsed to get out of bed. That totally counts.

The moon is always watching.

Love love love,
Lis