So why am I trying to make some sponge cake before my 10:00 reading?
We have to turn back the clock a couple weeks, when I looked at the picture of Aunt Caroline Dye on my altar. I told her that I and my clients needed her help.
And she answered almost at once, by making me more disciplined and industrious. Stuff that had been waiting for my attention for a week was finished over the next couple of days.
So today I woke up thinking of flowers, sponge cake and jam. I’m not a dessert eater, so I knew that was someone else’s wish — and no one else I’ve been working with has a tradition of asking for cake. (Actually, I haven’t heard of any traditions of offerings to Aunt Caroline at all, so this will be just between her and me, for now.)
(See also: Aunt Caroline Dye at Lucky Mojo)