Now and then, I think about what the santera revealed that day, how everything she told me comes true as the years go by.
I regularly call upon personal saints for help. Really specific ones whose sainthood only exists in my own mind, but they’re very effective. Today I’d like to introduce you to a few of them; feel free to call on them as often as needed.
I want to know the texture and weight of faith, as if it was a sort fabric I could run my fingertips over.