Maria Jones Intuitive Medium

The grief of losing a loved one can be one of the most painful experiences a person will ever feel.

It can hit in ways you never imagined.
It can feel like something inside you is being torn apart.

It comes in waves… and then more waves.

Concentration can feel fragmented.
Time feels different.
The places they once sat, ate, or simply existed can feel almost unbearable in their absence.

Even stillness can feel like a distant memory.

It’s an experience I wouldn’t wish on anyone.

But there is something I’ve come to know.

They may have left their vessel… but they don’t leave you.

They visit in the quiet moments.
In the subtle signs.
And sometimes in the most beautiful way… through dreams.

The doorway to feeling them, to sensing that connection, often comes through stillness and presence.

Because in that space, something shifts.

There can be a softness.
A sense of comfort.
Even a moment of peace.

And for those supporting someone who is grieving…

Please lead with kindness.
With patience.
With presence.

There is no right way to grieve.
And there is no timeline for healing.

I’m incredibly grateful I grew up in a time before all of this.

If someone called the house and my mum answered, there was a good chance she’d forget to tell me. So they’d just call back the next day… or the day after.

There was no urgency.
No expectation to always be available.

People would just pop around without asking.
If you were home, you’d sit together, talk, laugh… and that was enough.

Dating felt easier too.
More natural.
You met people by talking to them… not through a screen.

Kids played outside for hours.

If someone got hurt, people stopped.
They helped.

Life wasn’t perfect, but there was a natural connection in the way we lived.

Now everything feels faster.
More urgent.
More demanding of our attention.

And something else has quietly crept in.

Endless scrolling.
Constant stimulation.
Content that rarely adds real value… just something to fill the space.

At times, I find myself questioning how much real value this has truly added to our day-to-day experience… compared to what it may have quietly taken away.

There’s even a term being used now “brain rot”, describing what happens when the mind is overloaded and overstimulated for long periods of time.

And the impact of that is deeper than we realise.

It creates an internal fragmentation.
A kind of disconnect within ourselves.

Where our thoughts are scattered…
our attention is divided…
and our inner navigation becomes less clear.

And when that happens, our ability to feel and trust our intuition becomes more fragmented too.

And somewhere in all of that… something important feels like it’s been lost.

Not completely gone.

But quieter.

In a world that feels fractured, distracted, and disconnected, love is the one thing every soul is truly seeking, whether we admit it or not.

Not just romantic love.
But the love within family.
The love between friends.
And the sacred connection we hold with ourselves.

When love is real and present, it heals.
It acts like a superconductor to the spirit world.
It deepens our connection to God, the Great Spirit, or whatever name you give that higher source.

Love isn’t weakness.
It isn’t naïve.
It’s power.

And when we align with it, truly align, everything shifts.