Held Across Realms

This morning,

curled in my husband’s arms,

I drifted into the in-between—

that quiet space between sleep and waking.

His embrace held me steady,

but then—

so did my brother’s.

My brother, who passed away many moons ago.

My brother, whom I’ve always known

is with me after all this time.

My brother, who speaks with me,

still.

And then a third…

a familiar soul, soft-edged,

arms opened wide, radiant,

bright smile,

took me in, held me close,

whose name my spirit knows

even if my tongue chooses not to speak.

Three souls,

three different realms,

aching toward me

with the same sacred message:

You are held.

You are cherished.

You are wrapped in love that doesn’t end.

You are protected.

Even here,

especially here,

you are never alone.

𝒢ℴ𝒹𝒹ℯ𝓈𝓈 ℒ𝒶𝓀𝓈𝒽𝓊𝓃𝓂ℯ𝓉 ♥︎

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