You came seeking something to burn.
But the air shifted—still and watchful.
No leaves offered themselves.
White Sage did not come to serve.
She came to speak.
She left you this message.

Say no today.
Not softly. Not maybe. Not later.
Say it with clarity and calm, without needing to justify it.

Then rest. Do not rush to explain. Let the boundary stand.

Say aloud:
“I am sacred. I am not for misuse. I say no with love.”