I went to Lindsey's funeral today. I was sitting close to a friend of mine - Anne - but her companion (who I didn't know) was sitting between us. Before the service started I was sitting with my hands over my face trying not to break down completely and heard someone whisper. 'Are you alright Sally' I looked expecting to be Anne leaning across her companion to talk to me. She wasn't even aware of what I was doing.
Now there was a low buzz of conversation in the church and it is possible I misheard what someone else was saying in the row behind me - but the words were very clear.
I knew the service was going to upset me and I meditated before I went out and asked for al three of my guides to be with me to support me. I imagined them all with their arms round me hugging me.
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