I whispered to myself, my fingers gently brushing the soft fabric of my dress as I stood at the edge of the beach. The sun kissed my back with a final golden warmth, and the waves whispered ancient lullabies across the sand.

For days, I had felt the island's rhythm, the wind through the palms, the breath of the ocean, the pulsing magic in the earth beneath my feet. But today was different.

Birds began to circle above me, their songs carrying more joy than usual. Butterflies danced around my shoulders like tiny, colorful spirits. A white cat rubbed against my leg, purring softly, while a black dog sat near the water, gazing at me as if it understood I was about to leave. Even the monkeys in the trees and the crabs near the rocks watched in silence.

I knelt down and whispered to the cat, “You feel it too, don’t you?” It blinked, slow and calm, then licked my hand.

I don’t know why animals are drawn to me, perhaps they sense the divine energy that pulses through my being… or maybe they remember me from before, from other worlds.

But their presence now, at this exact moment, felt like a farewell... and a blessing.

Tomorrow, I leave this beach. But today, I honor it.