Zoe took a deep breath as she adjusted her position on the mat. She had been in the same spot meditating for almost two hours. She felt like a novice with the silent badgering. She knew that everyone around her was judging her for things they did not understand.
“Zoe,” a voice shattered her thoughts as her eyes popped open.
“High Priestess,” Zoe said, acknowledging the woman in front of her. She was wearing a white robe that had been left in her room. It was surprising that they had left her room untouched.
The High Priestess was wearing a black robe with red jays flying across the night sky. Zoe always loved the creativity that the High Priestess took into her wardrobe.
“You are losing focus. I can feel it. Remember your training and let go of all the negativity that is around you
