I was going up the stairs in our home, carrying stuff that Jane had brought back from her late mother’s home. Jane is busy sorting everything out after her mother’s recent passing. Boxes of personal items that Jane is keeping were on our stairs and as I was going up anyway, I picked them up to take to Jane’s office.
As I was reaching the top of the stairs I had a vision of a hedgehog. For some unexplainable reason, I knew immediately that this was an image sent from Jane’s mum, Barbara. It’s a knowing I simply cannot explain.