The first ghost I ever saw
She wasn’t frightening. Just hollow. A drifting face in the dark, waiting for someone to see her.

She wasn’t frightening. Just hollow. A drifting face in the dark, waiting for someone to see her.
This is your invitation to ask your higher self, spirit guides / team of light, and angels for support more often!
Both signal victory of spirit over fear and the endurance of hope.
Black and smoke rolled downward in slow, coiling waves. As it touched the Earth, shapes emerged.
My mind went blank. How the heck was I supposed to know that?