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by Megan Maher (Author)
A butterfly weaves in and out of the red, pink, and orange flowers that lie on the grass that is covering your loved one's body. (25) You're sitting peacefully across from a pathway. A pathway that you've met before in a prior life. You don't remember exactly when or where you first saw this path. But by some divine intervention, you have made your way back to this path. (68) You're dancing with this path. You're vibing with this path. You trust this path; you don't know why, but you just do. (88) When you look straight ahead to this path, you notice on your left there is an anchor at the bottom of this wave ahead of you. But to the right of you, there is a ship that is slowly floating across this wave. This ship is ahead of you. Circling back and forth. Peacefully. Steadily. (143) If you walk in a circle trying to avoid this path, you can feel that anchor rising from the bottom of this wave. (166) So you're sitting with this path, you're not afraid of it anymore. (178) A yellow butterfly lands perfectly next to you on the ledge. (189) What once would have caused trauma, pain, fear, anxiety, or depression no longer does. (203)
