There are moments
when the air changes before life does.
When silence grows heavier,
and your soul begins listening
to something your eyes cannot yet see.
The spirits do not always arrive with fear.
Sometimes they come as whispers in the night,
a restless feeling in your chest,
a dream you cannot shake,
or the sudden urge to hold someone longer
before they leave.
They warn you softly at first.
Through repeating signs.
Through names that appear too often.
Through storms that gather inside your spirit
before they ever touch the sky.
You try to ignore it.
You call it anxiety.
Overthinking.
Imagination.
But deep inside,
your spirit already knows.
Because some souls are connected
to the unseen places between this world and eternity.
Some hearts feel the shift in seasons
before the leaves begin to fall.
The warning comes like distant thunder.
Not loud enough for others to hear,
but powerful enough
to make your spirit tremble.
And when what was coming finally arrives,
you remember every feeling.
Every dream.
Every strange moment
that tried to prepare you for the pain.
The spirits were never trying to scare you.
They were trying to soften the impact
of what your heart was about to survive.
Maybe that is why certain people grow quiet before loss.
Why some stare longer at sunsets.
Why some suddenly tell others they love them
without knowing why.
The soul senses what the mind cannot explain.
And even when the warning cannot change destiny,
it reminds us of something sacred:
We are more connected to eternity
than we realize.
The spirit hears footsteps
long before they reach the door.
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