When I received a message of gratitude from a friend who had seen my posts about Jane Goodall, my heart stirred in a way that surprised me. My response to her felt almost instinctive: “It’s the least one can do.”
Because when someone like Jane departs this earthly plane, something profound happens. It is not only a loss we mourn—it is a transmission we receive.
I have long believed that when an icon of such gracious magnitude passes, their archetypal codes disperse. These luminous codes, born from a lifetime of devotion and love, do not vanish; instead, they ripple outward, searching for open hearts ready to carry the flame forward. They find those of us who loved, admired, and aligned with their essence—and they gently rest within us, asking to be lived, embodied, and shared.

Today, I have wept three times for Jane. Not out of despair, but out of a deep and sacred opening. Each tear felt like a prayer, an initiation, a holy reminder that grief can be the tender hand that opens us to more love, more reverence, more responsibility. In those moments of weeping, I felt her presence move through me, not as absence, but as a call to continue holding the necessary light for the evolution of our humanity.
I believe Jane Goodall was indeed an Angel sent to guide us and support our beautiful planet and its animal kingdom. She was a living testament to the power of gentle strength, steadfast vision, and radical compassion. She showed us what it means to listen—truly listen—to the earth, to animals, to the quiet voices of wisdom within us all. And though her physical form has passed, her archetypal presence remains—a code etched into the collective soul.

To my dear friend who thanked me for sharing: I thank you. Your message allowed me to articulate what my heart already knew but had not yet put into words—that powerful souls like Jane do not leave us. They expand through us.
May we honour her not by imitating her path, but by walking our own with the same grace, courage, and devotion to our purpose in life.
Heart to Heart, Elizabeth






















