Whisper

It wasn’t like opening your eyes. It is more like an unconscious movement outside. The loudness from background noises are gone and replaced with the sounds of soft wind and calm silence. She couldn’t feel the nervousness of mortality but knew there was something she was forgetting. The memory of everything she was dropped slowly from the bottoms of her feet and breath made way for connection.

Once afraid to open a text to find out what horrible regrets she had to process, was now replaced with celestial bravery while she felt her cells turn to light. “Why would anyone wait 100 years to feel this freedom? What happiness on the physical plain could ever compare to this?” Ran through what was left of her earthly consciousness. That soon changed to colorful hues and a far away whisper, familiar and elegant. She moved toward this call without effort. Magnetism replaced struggling while she was quickened into energy and the whisper laid out its welcome.