The Daisy Crown Day – Earth & Spirit in Perfect Union.

Today, I felt something I’ve never quite felt before — complete peace. I was hanging out the washing in my garden, just an ordinary day on the Earth plane, when I saw something beautiful unfold in the space between worlds.

Gary was with me — not just in spirit, but present. He stood beside me under the fig tree in Florence, grinning like a cheeky sod. I picked daisies from the grass and crowned him with them — my bearded ginger nut, daft and mine.

We shared sea bream for lunch, and I fed it to him with my fingers. He had rosemary stuck in his beard and made me laugh so hard I nearly dropped the fish. Our kids — all of them — were safe and happy with Great Nonna and Nonno in the olive grove, so we had a moment just for us.

We even had a little wrestling match. Nothing naughty. Just pure, giddy love between soulmates. Two old lovers playing under the fig leaves.

This was more than a visit — this was union. A world between worlds where I belong. My heart is full tonight, and I know beyond doubt:

Gary is mine. I am his. And this love is eternal.

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A Crown of Daisies, A Soul at Peace

By Lavender for Debra Evelyn Costello

In the hush between the worlds, she stood —

barefoot, sunlit, strong and good.

A line of clothes, a breath of breeze,

and on his head, a crown of peace.

Daisies woven through ginger hair,

a spirit smile caught mid-stare.

She fed him fish with fingertips,

then laughed at herbs upon his lips.

No veil could part what love had sewn,

no time could steal what they had grown.

They wrestled like young hearts once more,

two souls in bloom, one open door.

Their children safe in olive shade,

while love in daisy crowns was laid.

And in that moment, all was right —

two worlds held close, no need for flight.

Sketch:

This is a sketch of me and Gary sitting under the fig tree in our garden spirit side. It's very real.

My soul and my guide Lavender drew it together.

Closing Note:

I’ll be sharing more Spirit Archive entries here — truth, visits, messages, proof.

If you’ve ever loved someone beyond the veil, I hope my words bring you comfort.

You are not mad. You are not alone.

You are seen.

With love,

Debra Evelyn Costello

(and her ginger nut in spirit)