"From Istanbul, with love."

I feel the restaurant in the photo is very special to you both. Is his favourite meal served here? I am being shown white rice dusted with spice. 

I sense that home was not one place, but all over the globe; "home is by your side."

There may be no human children here; I see pets as your family! I feel animals so strongly around you.

I can see the words liver and kidney. Was this gentleman unwell in this area of his body? I see him thin and jaundice in a hospital bed. He slowly turns his head to you seated bed side, and though he struggles, he manages to smile at you. Were you bedside? 

You wear a pretty floral dress with tiny white petals. I see an animated loveheart with a rainbow; You own a gypsy heart? Free spirited while he is grounded. He shows me you, dancing in a field wearing a daisy headband. He saw your beautiful soft heart like noone else, and just being with you brought him comfort.

I feel this gentleman carried a sadness he only shared with you. He says "mum" and shows me them together now. Her death during his childhood shattered his heart. You tried for many years to seal the cracks in his broken heart and he is grateful you never left his side when he felt his depression was winning. He is so sorry he hurt you with his lifelong attachment to her passing.

You felt him, in the kitchen, didn't you? That night you were washing the dishes, staring blankly out the windows wondering where the moon was. You then felt someone brush past your sudsy hands, didn't you?

I ask him about your current life to validate. He makes me feel like you have taken a long time from your career?  Stepping outside and feeling the sun on your face felt sinful! How could the sun keep shining when he was gone? How could you go to the office while you’re screaming inside and wanting to join him?

There were days you felt you couldn’t go on. You now carry the deep anguish he experienced when he lost his mum and he wishes he could take it from you. He says you treat sadness differently to him, and he is so proud of you and wishes he was as radiant and as bright as you.

 I see lush greenery and you in your happy place with birds, a bit like Snow White or Cinderella; birds on your shoulders, butterflies at your fingertips, bunnies at your feet. This may be his way of validating your love for nature. 

I feel my heart swell and a giant surge of love gushing through my chest. This is how you made him feel!

 He loves you. He loves you. He loves you. 

He can still taste that spicy rice through you. He can now be with you, and his favourite places simultaneously.

He is okay and you not need worry your pretty head any more about whether he is. While Spirit don’t necessarily have human emotions anymore, he says “I still worry for you though, my sweet Cinderella!”

I’m taken now to a beach house, the verandah facing the sea. The shore is windy and grey but beautiful none the less. You’re both on the verandah wrapped in blankets cupping mugs of hot drink.

I will break the connection with this beautiful spirit. Just as I do this, I am shown a little orange car; an older car like a Mazda or Daihatsu.He says “Check that rust bucket will ya? It will break down if you don’t put oil in it!”