Often when we lose someone close to us we hear the words, “Watching over us.”
Recently I was gifted with a new perception.
After loosing my pal, Cath on Oct. 31, 2012, I took a walk with an insightful healer who illuminated a new path of grief for me. A different perspective.
Instead of her being an angel watching over me, she is everywhere. One with the earth.
In the wave of the ocean, the breeze of the wind, the scent of a flower, the sun in the sky and in the white of the clouds.
All around me.
In this I found comfort.