I live in a small village in Gloucestershire with the man I fell in love with, virtually at first sight. We were at a party and our eyes met across a crowded room! My days are spent with characters who become friends and Mr Tiggs, a feline with catitude. I always knew that one day I would write romantic novels, but I never dreamed they would have a psychic twist! Iâve experienced many âunexplainableâ things, but it took a long time for me to accept the reality of what that means. Love, life and beyondâ¦but itâs ALWAYS about the romance!
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The Ethereal Pathway
Iâm in a tunnel. Itâs dark and yet little rays, like pinpricks of sunshine breaking through foliage, seep towards me from every angle. Too minute to light my path, I wonder if they are really threads drawing me along in case I lose my way. My body is cold and I feel disconnected, as if Iâm no longer whole. Alex is calling my name, his voice distant. I want to find my way back to him but Iâm being coaxed away, carried on a wave of light within a dark place. Am I dreaming? Will this moment pass and then Iâll simply wake up next to Alex, content in the knowledge that the future stretches out ahead of us?
Fear takes control of my mind. I want to go back. Iâm frightened and I donât want to be in this place. It seems I am incapable of doing anything and the fact that I donât have a choice is terrifying.
Ceriâs journey continuesâ¦
Something instinctive tells me that I have to make some sense of this quickly. The memory I have of the past is draining away, like sand running through a sieve into a black hole. Fragments of thoughts that are clear one moment, then hazy before my mind can play each one through to a conclusion. Is someone trying to erase my past, one memory at a time? Why have I been pulled into this vortex where time doesnât seem to be relative to anything?
I try to concentrate. Whatâs the last thing I can remember? The sunshine was streaming in through the window and I turned over to find Alex lying next to me. My world felt complete and I was happier than I had been in a long while. I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that Alex would love me forever, no matter what the future held. Someone told me I was an angel, but I can only recall the voice and not the face of the person speaking to me. Was it Alex? There was a warning⦠yes! The voice told me that Alex and I were not destined to be together and we had broken one of the cardinal rules: angels donât fall in love with their spirit helpers.
I feel as if Iâm being pulled in two directions at the same time. Which way should I turn? I realise that Iâm no longer attached to my earthly shell. The next part of my journey has begun.
My heart cries out for Alex, for his love. I wonât let go, I wonât let goâ¦
As my confusion lifts itâs like peeling back layers of old paint. Each layer reveals something new and the deeper I delve, the closer Iâm getting to the truth. I never believed Ethan Morrisâs words when he put forward his theory that I was an angel. Wouldnât I know if that were the case? Now Iâm here â wherever it is â Iâm not so sure, because this is such a weird experience. Have I died? Or maybe Iâm in a coma. All I know for sure is Iâve never experienced anything like this before.
There is a strange feeling of familiarity I canât explain, though, a sense of knowing this place. Iâm no longer scared, merely waiting for what comes next. I donât think this is the first time Iâve been in this situation. Have I come home to the place where I truly belong?