Dear Janine

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It is the dark of night, and the time has come. I pick up the red candle, berry-flavoured,  full of life and sweetness like you. Upon lighting the candle, we sit down in the universal triangle around it. I take a deep breath, relax my body and mind, and sink into a meditative state. In a flash you appear! It …