Over the past months, something remarkable has been happening in my life.
My late twin brother, Darren, has been appearing to me in ways I never expected: through vivid images that arrive telepathically, directly into my mind and spirit.
These aren’t memories, daydreams, or imagined reconstructions. They come unannounced, spontaneous, and crystal-clear. Sometimes it’s just Darren’s face, sometimes his whole body, but always him — smiling, full of joy, and astonishingly radiant.
What moves me...