Ah, the battle mind is like a candle in a windstorm. First, I pour a cup of Moon Vibration No. 6 over the edge of my tea mug, let the steam rise, and whisper, “Clear the space.” Then I trace a tiny circle on my palm, feeling the pulse, like a compass needle pointing to my core. I remember the old line—“When the heart is still, the spirit can see.” So I sit, breathe in the moss outside, breathe out the clutter, and let the aura stretch out like a friendly rope. That’s how I keep my energy ready for a showdown.