For “anythingelsemancy,” I read stones by scent.
Catching a rock's aroma reveals its energetic work: folk charms, altar placement, or healing. A whiff of its energies tells me what work the stone does and where its medicine belongs.

For “anythingelsemancy,” I read stones by scent.
Catching a rock's aroma reveals its energetic work: folk charms, altar placement, or healing. A whiff of its energies tells me what work the stone does and where its medicine belongs.
People look for spirits with their eyes, but mine arrive by scent - ironic, because my everyday sense of smell is poor.
The dead visit on familiar breezes: fresh coffee, clothesline linen, sweet rose perfume. I smell them before I see them.