Last night, I had an experience that was very much needed… and very emotional.

As this new chapter of my spiritual work begins to unfold, I’ve found myself reconnecting with so many friends from years gone by.

People I’ve worked alongside, people I’ve worked for, people I’ve studied under, and people I’ve held very close to my heart.

A few weeks ago, when I realised that Spirit seemed to be guiding me back towards regular demonstrating, one of the very first people I messaged was a medium whom I – and I’m sure many other mediums – affectionately refer to as “my wee maw.”

In fact, the last time I visited her church, it was to introduce my actual maw to my wee maw.

She hadn’t replied to my message, but that didn’t concern me. I knew there was every chance she simply hadn’t seen it. So instead, I decided I’d just turn up at last night’s service and surprise her.

I was welcomed with open arms. I got a huge hug… and then, almost immediately, I was asked to go into the back room, collect some extra chairs and carry them through.

It felt like I’d never been away.

It had been a long time since I’d simply sat in the congregation at a spiritualist church service. Usually, I was the one standing at the front. But this time, I could just relax, soak up the atmosphere and enjoy watching two mediums serve Spirit.

As soon as one of them stood to work, she came straight to me.

The evidence that followed was remarkable.

Spirit spoke about one of the biggest events of recent years in my life, confirmed current aches, pains and injuries, mentioned the bike I’d bought only two days earlier, and even brought my partner’s name into the message.

But more important than any of that was what came next.

Spirit acknowledged exactly why I had needed to step away from this work ten years ago. They recognised the reasons I had closed that chapter of my life, and, just as importantly, they confirmed that now was the right time to open a new one.

It was deeply emotional.

To be honest, the last couple of weeks have been emotional in general.

As I’ve started reaching out again, I’ve been reconnecting with so many people who were once a huge part of my life – my spiritual family.

When I stepped away from working with Spirit, I put walls up around myself. I needed to. It was how I protected myself. I quietly disappeared, and with that, I lost touch with many people I cared about deeply.

Being welcomed back with such warmth has reminded me that some connections never really disappear. They simply wait until the time is right.

I feel incredibly grateful to be reconnecting with these treasured friends and to be able to pick up those friendships almost as though no time has passed.

Spirit never cease to amaze me.