I have been missing Sue, I’m sure I always will. Some days the pull to feel her presence is stronger than others. The other day, a friend of mine asked if I had reached out to her across the veil. Deliberately parting the veil is not something I do often these days. I have grown weary of the numinous and perhaps a bit distrustful. So many conspiracies and lunacies are now attached to the spiritual communities, yet there are aspects of home that cannot be denied when one steps into the space of silence. I’d like to think I heard her voice, again, in these words who are not just for me, but for anyone who doubts who they are. I share them here with visuals from the wonderful photographers on Pexels, open to individual interpretation…

You are evergreen boughs seeking water

You are a child gliding on a silver kite into the wind, breathless in wonder

You are hope letting go of despair

The wild window of wonder beckoning us back to life

You are beautiful in the essence of self

You are one thousand moments waiting to occur

The slipstream in the current pulling into infinite possibilities

You are life. Precious and uniquely yours to define.