16/03/2026
Old Soul
“You could drive a man to insanity”, he exclaimed, his eyes were wide.
He was an elderly gentleman and he had entered my reading room space/magical shop.
“What do you mean?” I asked - What an odd thing to say. Surely he wasn’t having a go at me?
“I can feel it in here.”
The old man placed his hands on his chest.
“I’m feeling all lit up. What are you doing to me?” And in a hushed tone he whispered, “Are you a witch?”
I stepped forward and grabbed his hand to reassure him,
“Please don’t be frightened. Some might give me a label like that, but I prefer Healer”.
I grasped for words to help explain what he was feeling.
“My heart is wide open - and my heart is big. On an energetic level, it can feel like an invitation to open your own heart. Which is the natural way to be.”
I felt silly trying to explain something I didn’t fully understand myself.
His eyes widened again, as if he had figured it all out.
“Are you an angel?”
I smiled at him,
“Some people might give me that label, but labels can be limiting, can’t they?”
He nodded as he pondered what I had shared.
“I feel like you are calling me home.”
His eyes began to dampen, just as his daughter called out to him.
“Dad! Come on, let’s go.”
She grabbed his arm and apologised to me, mouthing quietly,
“He has dementia”.
And as I watched them walk out together, I felt grateful for our interaction. He seemed pretty switched-on to me.
~ artwork by Faye Hall
