The sparks are back, and I'm so incredibly grateful about that. They come and they go, but I believe they have returned to stay. I also believe that they have always been here, always. However, my ability to perceive them is based only in my belief of their existence. They pop in and out briefly, and coincide directly with my thoughts and emotions. They manifest to either confirm or deny these sometimes conflicting thoughts and emotions. They are there to give me direction.
Mr. Sparks is what we would call him. We, as in my ex wife and I.
"I saw Mr. Sparks last night." She had confessed to me. At the time she was still my young, new, fresh bride, starting a brand new and exciting life in the South, Asheville, North Carolina.
"You can see him, too?" I asked.
"Yes." She replied.
Why we determined that Mr. Sparks was a he was uncertain, but we both felt there was a distinct male energy that accompanied his manifestations. I still have yet to determine who exactly he is. But he is very, very familiar and comforting.
He's been with me for a very, very long time. Even before my life here began.
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