I used to mock anything that sounded remotely spiritual. Protection charms, cleansing rituals, even the idea of energy none of it made sense to me. I called it “village stuff” and swore that logic and science were the only explanations for life. But that was before my car crashed in the same spot three times in less than a year each accident stranger than the last. to read more click here
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