Chapter Thirty-Two
Josh stayed at his place as we both set up our night tables to prepare to “go under,” as we called it. Placing the myrrh and Lapiz Lazuli across from me, along with a diffuser releasing sandalwood, as Barbara had suggested when she helped guide us through the process when we went back to the metaphysical store. I tried to put myself back in the yearning phase I must have been in with Josh when I could travel the last time. I laid in bed, desperately attempting to recreate the feeling I had that night that Josh left Haven, the craving I had for him, and how terribly I wanted to see him in my dream. Worry kept me from drifting off as fast as I should have, but finally I fell asleep. When I awoke, I was on our mountain, and like last time, he was standing by our blanket.
