Sage Cleansing

So I move to a small studio apartment in Daly City at the end of May. It's very near the government center, a block behind the Post Office, and walking distance to Krispy Kreme, Val's, Lily Cafe, House of Sisig, IHOP...you get the idea.

Anyway, I've complained all along about how "ghetto" the neighborhood is, and even my neice and nephew said "You live in this dump?!" Well it's really not all that bad, but my biggest complaint is the weird energy in my unit that makes me wake up in the middle of my slumber every night. For one reason or another, I'm disturbed: get up to pee, a weird dream, hearing a sudden sound, a thought (different than a dream), anxiety, blase, blase.

So finally, after almost two months of this "agony," my coworker suggested a "sage cleansing." At this point I was so desperate to relieve myself of the problem that I dragged Bancy to the Mission to the Scarlet Sage Co. on Valencia and bought sage. This is the same lunch hour when we ate at El Farolito (delish quesadilla suiza).

That same Monday evening was when the ritual to cleanse my apartment of the weird energy occured. I really had no clue how to go about the ceremony, so I merely lit the sage and lavender, fanned it all about, hoping to get every corner, cupboard, closet space, etc., and "chanting" for the energy/spirit to leave so I can get some good sleep. I freaked out when the smoke became thick and thought that it would trigger the smoke alarm to go off. That's when I realized that Hello, open the patio door for: 1. Let the smoke take energy out of the place, and 2. Just breathe!

Don't know yet if the ritual worked, as this whole week I've incorporated a couple of things to possibly help me sleep: purchased "sleep time" lotion from Origins; started jogging again, gone to bed a little earlier, like right before midnight, hello!

So I'll give it another week or two to get a final assessment of whether my rituals really work.