To divine is to imagine the world rightly, to see past the illusion that we are separate from the entire fabric of reality.

Always remember the answers come not from the rock, the teacup, the shell, or the cards. The answers come from you.

Divination is a mirror, reflecting what is here and here,” Kezia would tell her, pointing to Nettie’s heart and head. Nettie nodded like a solemn student.

“Whatever the cards show you, always trust the words that well inside you. The truth is waiting to be heard. Never doubt it.

The inner eye does not see upon command.

If you knew enough Greek, she thought, you could assemble a word that meant divination via the pattern of grease left on a paper plate by broasted potatoes. But it would be a long word.

Divination is turning out to be much more trouble than I could have foreseen, never having studied the subject myself.