Always Near: A Remembrance of Love Beyond the Veil

Grief is love with nowhere to go — or so it seems. When those we love leave this earthly plane, the ache they leave behind carves wide, quiet spaces in our hearts. It is in those spaces, though, where something sacred begins to whisper. A hush. A presence. A knowing.

Our loved ones may no longer walk beside us in the form we once knew — but they are far from gone. They live now in the beat between moments, in the breath of the wind that lifts our hair, in the flicker of a candle’s flame at dusk. They speak in the language of signs — a familiar song playing when we least expect it, a butterfly that lingers, a bird that watches, a scent that stirs the soul. Sometimes it’s the sudden warmth on your skin, a flickering light, or a stranger’s word that opens a forgotten memory — and you know… they are here.

The relationship doesn’t end. It transforms. Love, after all, is not bound by skin or time or even death. It is energy, eternal and flowing. If you quiet the mind and soften the heart, you may feel it — that gentle brush against your spirit, that intuitive nudge, the warmth in your chest like a hand held over your heart. They’re not “out there” — they are in here, moving through you like breath, like light, like prayer.

Let your grief be a sacred bridge. Let the tears fall like rain watering the garden of memory. And then, lift your eyes. Listen. Open. They are not lost. They have simply become part of the mystery — and if you let yourself believe, truly believe, you will find them again and again.

Not in form, but in essence.

Not in the past, but in this very moment.

Always near.

With ♥️