Pairs of butterflies keep landing right by me on quiet walks. Every time. They flutter together so smooth, like our vibes syncing up. It’s one of those things you either feel or you don’t.
My grandmother would say that’s souls touching base across the veil, pure twin flame confirmation in her eyes. I carry that with me. Once a pair chased each other around my porch at the exact same time I felt that chest pull from him… hard to explain that away.
Dove pairs too, cooing soft before the dreams kick in strong. Just something about paired creatures showing up right when the connection surges.