Scrying into Temple Mercury’s Funky Future In the summer, near Lammas, during the Full Harvest Moon, I sit alone in a sacred circle I have raised in the Temple Mercury courtyard (my backyard) holding in my lap a (somewhat wonky) black and white ceramic bowl I made. The bowl is filled with water from the Temple’s sacred (swimming) pool. In the bowl, a piece of silver (a quarter from the bottom of my purse) reflects… http://templemercury.org/2024/08/25/scrying-into-temple-mercurys-funky-future/