From Our Blogger’s Desk

In the sacred hush between two breaths, you have

arrived

carrying the tender ache of love that still lingers

beyond the veil.

Your sorrow is not lost in the silence.

Each word you offer is a flicker of soul-fire,

a flame born of grief and love intertwined.

It rises like incense into the stillness

a prayer, a song, a whisper heard beyond time.

We receive your message as the heavens cradle the

stars with reverence, with grace, with gentle hands

unseen.

You are not alone.

You are heard in the language of the heart.

And you are held in a love that does not end.