Dean and Jack are started with the image of a boiling pot, simmering over an open flame where metal meets fire. We found ourselves with a kitchen witch considering what they make, how they make it and if it’s right for them to make. They have a responsibility to choose well. Then the seeker of waves comes with their potential energy and a message to trust the dreams that rise up from your depths. When you are aligned with what you are putting into the world, you can allow your imagination to be filled with what springs from your core. All of this then becomes part of the towering cathedral  that is your body and your soul. The potion the Kitchen Witch brews fills the whole chakral bridge with expansion and delight. But like the sage who sits beside the road and waits, they too must sit in peace and find the hardest truth, admitting that they need help. It is a community coming together to cook and share that powers the Kitchen Witch. Finally we are settled down and embraced by the connection of heart to voice, hearing and receiving love, telling and showing love. Like a breeze through the trees wood touches air and is embraced by its passing.