adjustments to  achieve specific    fragrances  and attributes. She worked
with    a   pad and pen so  she could   record  every   step    as  she took    it. The
oils    were    much    more    expensive   than    the tinctures;  it  was devastating
when    she had to  throw   out a   batch   because she couldn’t    remember
whether she’d   added   the spruce. She made    an  oil for migraines   and an
oil  for     menstrual   cramps,     one     for     sore    muscles     and     one     for     heart
palpitations.   In  the coming  years   she would   invent  dozens  more.
To  create  her formulas,   Mother  took    up  something   called  “muscle
testing,”   which   she explained   to  me  as  “asking the body    what    it  needs
and letting it  answer.”    Mother  would   say to  herself,    aloud,  “I  have    a
migraine.   What    will    make    it  better?”    Then    she would   pick    up  a   bottle  of
oil,    press   it  to  her chest   and,    with    her eyes    closed, say,    “Do I   need
this?”  If  her body    swayed  forward it  meant   yes,    the oil would   help    her
headache.   If  her body    swayed  backward    it  meant   no, and she would
test    something   else.
As  she became  more    skilled,    Mother  went    from    using   her whole   body
to  only    her fingers.    She would   cross   her middle  and index   fingers,    then
flex    slightly    to  try to  uncross them,   asking  herself a   question.   If  the
fingers remained    entwined    that    meant   yes;    if  they    parted  it  was no. The
sound   produced    by  this    method  was faint   but unmistakable:   each    time
the pad of  her middle  finger  slipped across  the nail    of  her index,  there
was a   fleshy  click.
Mother  used    muscle  testing to  experiment  with    other   methods of
healing.    Diagrams    of  chakras and pressure    points  appeared    around  the
house,  and she began   charging    clients for something   called  “energy
work.”   I   didn’t  know    what    that    meant   until   one     afternoon   when
Mother  called  me  and Richard into    the back    room.   A   woman   named
Susan    was     there.  Mother’s    eyes    were    closed  and     her     left    hand    was
resting on  Susan’s.    The fingers on  her other   hand    were    crossed,    and
she was whispering  questions   to  herself.    After   a   few she turned  to  the
woman   and said,   “Your   relationship    with    your    father  is  damaging    your
kidneys.    Think   of  him while   we  adjust  the chakra.”    Mother  explained
that    energy  work    is  most    effective   when    several people  are present.    “So
we  can draw    from    everyone’s  energy,”    she said.   Mother  pointed to  my
forehead    and told    me  to  tap the center, between my  eyebrows,   while
with    my  other   hand    I   was to  grab    Susan’s arm.    Richard was to  tap a
pressure    point   on  his chest   while   reaching    out to  me  with    his other
hand,   and Mother  was to  hold    a   point   in  her palm    while   touching
Richard with    her foot.   “That’s it,”    she said    as  Richard took    my  arm.    We