Hearing the Quiet Mysteries

The day we held Mum’s wake, March 28th, wasn't just a date on a calendar. It was the final echo of a rhythm that had pulsed through her life. In our family, the number 10 held a strange, heavy weight. It was the recurring number of her hospital admissions, a number long associated with her ailments and sickness. So, when the day of her wake broke down into a 10 (2+8=10), it felt like a profound closing of a cycle.

A psychic medium later confirmed this during a reading. Out of everything, 10 was the number that was important to Mum, the number she remembered.

The day before the wake, at exactly 2:16 PM, I had asked for a sign, thinking of the corellas. When the day arrived, I was constantly wondering, what are you going to show me? But the truth is, I was too distracted. I was waiting for something loud, expecting her to crash through the noise, and because of that, I was looking in all the wrong places. Instead of just being still in spirit so the sign could come clearly to me, I let my mind get too busy.

The true alignment didn’t reveal itself until April 16th at 6:30 AM. When you break that date down—16 April (6+1+4) equals 11, and the year 2026 reduces to 10 and 1—the master number 111 appeared to me. A beautiful symbol of new beginnings.

In that quiet morning hour, I was scrolling through Mum's memorial group on Facebook. Someone had gone back and liked some of the speeches, prompting me to look closer. And that is when I finally found the hidden gem.

The Healed Heart and the Spirit in the Trees

I had stared directly at this photo before, but I hadn't managed to actually see it. Right there in the frame being held in the centre of the gathering, the photograph of Mum had turned completely green.

I missed it initially because I was looking for something separate from us.

But when I looked again in the quiet of that morning, I saw the vibrant green of a healed heart, and I saw her spirit living in the trees directly behind us. The medium had brought this up again in our reading, explicitly telling me that Mum is now fully heart-centered. This green wasn't a shadow; it was her presence.

Remarkably, this same green has been showing up when I capture content for my upcoming wellness workshops. It appeared vividly through my drum while I was drumming. It is her beautiful, unmistakable way of telling me that she is at peace, and that she will always be working right alongside me in spirit.

We don't need to chase the signs. We must simply be still, be free, and quiet the mind to hear the beautiful, quiet mysteries of the universe.