A Samhain evening at the threshold, with candles, soul cakes and messages for the living from my ancestral lineage.

Samhain is close, the veil is thin, and the ancestors fully intend to take advantage of the situation. Join the party as I invite the ancient ones to gatecrash and take over.

They've never been known for sugar-coating it, so expect raw truth, a contentious opinion or two and a distinctly mischievous glint. There may even be some wisdom in there for you (if they're feeling generous.)

We never know who'll come through or what they'll say, and that's half the fun.

Offer an anonymous question for the bowl, as personal or as cosmic as you dare. We'll raise a cup for our own loved ones, share tea and soul cakes, and you'll take home a little ritual for Samhain night.

It'll be predictably unpredictable, so come and see who steps through

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