Poem -

It's A Worry

I worry I might never find you
I plan my journey, plan how it
might be
But what hope do I have when
All heaven is blue
When all angels are white
When you are so dead
And I'm not yet free
To search
How will I ever find you son

M P 24/10/21

 

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Being Me

You WILL find him Marion! One day. You will. But for now it is worth remembering that the veil is thinning and will be at its thinnest on Halloween. This means contact is easier between the worlds. Perhaps he may pay you a visit. Thinking of you xx

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Gwendoline

I can feel the frustration my friend. It is an ongoing burden those left behind carry. I like what Tina mentioned and maybe yes, you will get a visitation. I have always found meditation has helped me connect with loved ones. Sending you my love 💗

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Marion

I will try meditation if ever my mind stills Gwen. Thanks so much love xx

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Gwendoline

There are guided meditations on YouTube if you are struggling. Might help focus the mind? Sending love ❤️ 

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Marion

Hi Gwen...yes I've tried them but I can't seem to settle in order to relax ...in time maybe xxx

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