She whispers, Do you notice more, now? Does the kitchen table have more substance? 
Do your books send magic off the shelves, into the living room air?
Are your interests dwindling to just a few, laden with suggestion? Sense the fresh in the quiet, she tells us. 
It could be ancient or new. What do you truly need to survive?
What clutter has been swept away? Do you want it back?
Or do you feel free? Has the voice from deep within you become more clear? And when your loved ones speak, can you hear their depths? Keep listening, friend. I have always been here.
You have – we have always been here.