The strangest thing happened to me a few days ago. I went out for a walk on my own, a rare occurrence as I usually have my two little people with me. But this day I was alone. I strode off out of my gate and along the waterfront where I live. A moment or two passed when I realised how tall I seemed. I felt like I was walking on a cloud. Somehow I felt elevated. I wondered if it was simply because I wasn't pushing the buggy and looking down at the children that I felt so tall but something inside me thought there was a deeper reason for this beautiful sensation.

Then I came to the beach. As I walked along the shoreline, I saw little pink footprints all around me. I had to keep blinking as I thought perhaps the sun had confused my sense of sight. These little pink footprints though, I had seen before when I had had a spiritual epiphany a few months before. The little pink footprints didn't walk in a straight line either. They kind of skipped around in circles as if a little girl was dancing about with rainbow streamers. I put it down to an illusion, just my eyes playing tricks on me.

I walked along further, trying to release thought as much as possible, and to my delight and surprise, I looked down and saw a word in the sand beside me. One single word surrounded by a pristinely untouched beach. The word was "Lily" and it was written in beautiful floaty handwriting.

Some could say these are unconnected coincidences, but this lovely name of my darling daughter brought meaning to my other experiences. Had I felt taller because Lily's soul had merged with mine and uplifted my spirits? Had my little girl been there with me through my experience and danced around me, loving me and supporting me with her sweetness and ever presence? Had the Universe transpired to have my daughter's name drawn in the sand on a vast clear beach at the exact moment that I walked past? I would answer a resounding "Yes" to all of the above. 

Don't kiss your loved ones goodbye, for they are not gone. Magic is alive. Believe. Lots of love.