Walking my dog, Duffy, I noticed my pathway was running parallel to the mole hills. Out of sight the mole was living a life, unseen, but running alongside my path. I always see lessons and signs in Nature, it's part of my make-up as a hedgewitch.
But as I continued to walk, I thought about how alike my brother's spiritual pathway, in his last few months in Africa, had been to my own over the last few years.
Unseen by each other we'd both been broken by our experiences, but ultimately rebirthed in different forms after the trauma: me in the physical and him in the physical and then in Spirit. It was only when we'd both healed and regenerated that our paths recrossed and we connected.
Things will only happen when it's the right time and when you're ready.
To read more about my brother, Christian, and our connection, click here