A Nurturing Soul

I remember spending as many hours as I could visiting my beloved grandmother Yulishka. Just being in her presence made me feel so incredibly loved. She always had a certain quality for bringing so much joy into my life. Whenever I would go to see her, she would have freshly cut roses from her garden sitting on her table along with baked goods and tea. She would love to offer these small tokens for me whenever I would visit. As a young child, I was mesmerized by her positive enthusiasm, and the way she danced around like little prisms of light on water. Flowering cactuses always bloomed in her kitchen windowsill, and I remember how they had a certain glow that matched her smile. I wanted to stay immersed forever in her magical world of nurturing and love.

My grandmother Yulishka was a generous and comforting soul, and because of her my life has been spiritually enriched. Every day I can sense her smile, her essence, and remember the fragrance of her beautiful tea roses. At night while I’m asleep, she visits me. We sit at her table and talk, and then I am in her luminous presence once again. Sometimes in my dreams, she accompanies me on trips, or through various creative projects that I’m currently working on. But mostly it’s huge celebrations. Just last night she was with me again, sitting by my side in a boat on a calm sea, watching whales breach and softly sing.

Yulishka may be gone, but she continues to offer her love for me in many ways. She was the one who taught me to be true to my heart, and because of that I am now happily reunited with my soul mate. I am living a life by the sea in Florida, painting pieces of art that reflect the healing and positive energy that will forever be a part of me.

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