Yesterday, while I was thinking about stuffs I had in mind one sentence : “In fact, we never really know how our soul looks like.”
Right when I finished the sentence, I had a vision, very strange because a perfect mix between my mom, younger, and myself. The person was staring at me, no words, no approach. Nothing else but staring.
She seemed cold but not mean, a silent force yet sensitive, all of that kind of things but always paradoxal. She basically had a balance of everything but really strongly.
Other feature was that she’s paler than me. I’m mixed and my skin is brown but my mom is mixed as well and white. The vision was tinted but paler than my mom and me.
I have absolutely no idea if it could be something like the higher self or other else.
What do you think guys?