Angels Still With Me

For the last few days, I’ve been contemplating the existence of angels.  Today I’m not sure what happened but I think I have a sweet little (human) angel here in my home with me.

In the process of picking up my daughter from school one of the other parents seemed distressed.  I noticed tears beginning to flow.  My heart went out to them.  I asked if I could help.  As way leads to way, I was walking home with an unscheduled ‘sleepover’ play date.

How it all happened is very odd and hazy to me.  It was sort of like I wasn’t there, but I know I was.  I felt, again, that feeling of rightness as well as all-rightness.

We’re winding down and heading to bed.  It was a rough evening due to many tears and cries for “Mommy.”  But, we sang karaoke-style and danced to some music to shake those blues away.  We all feel pretty darn great right now.

So, it’s off to bed we go with grins and big thanks to the real angels that made this all happen.

One last thing, one the way home a purple Jeep was barreling down the street.  It roared off making sure everyone knew it was there.  What’s so important about a purple Jeep?  Oh, that goes back to a Pam Grout experiment from E-Squared.  Pam believes that we can ask for the good things and receive them but we must believe.  So, to begin building our belief she asks us to ask to see something out of the ordinary to know that we are being ‘heard’ by whatever is out there making the earth stay on its axis and the sun to come up each day.  And yeah, you guessed it.  I asked to see a TRUE purple car back in January 2015.  I had to go to Cuba that summer before I saw my first real purple car — a 50’s Chevy!

And, today I saw TWO purple vehicles today alone.

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Here’s a final thought for us from Susan Gregg‘s page:

Angels around us, angels beside us, angels within us.
Angels are watching over you when times are good or stressed.
Their wings wrap gently around you,
Whispering you are loved and blessed. ~ Angel Blessing

Weekend Inspiration: Angels in the Outfield

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Do you remember the classic Disney movie starring Danny Glover and Tony Danza Angels in the Outfield?  A movie about a little boy who wants his family to be together again.  But, his father tells him that is as likely as the Angels (a baseball team) winning the pennant.  And real angels are put on the task to make that most long-shot of wins happen.

Twenty-three years ago, the world was a little softer.  A bit kinder.  More open.  A movie like this could be written, produced, filmed, distributed and watched.  Today?  <shrug>  It better have a vamp in it.  Or better yet, a zombie-vamp.

We live in a time where predictability, consistency, reliability, and entertainment are priorities.  We want what we want right now.  We want it exactly the way we had it the last time and if you can give it to us at a better price than last time even better.  And, heaven forbid, we don’t get what we want, or it’s a schoosh late?  Forget it!  Our fingers are off clicking to find TNBT.  (Yeah, we can’t even bother to write out full words either…)

Who the heck has time for something as ephemeral and nonsensical as angels?  Angels are for little children, people not wrapped too tight, pagans, religious extremists, and/or New Agers.  Am I right?

No, I’m not.

I’m no angel buff.  I did not grow up hearing about this, or that angel, or saint, or anything like that.  I grew up a regular old Baptist.  I heard about angels in bible class.  You heard mention of one here and there.  And who doesn’t remember Shirley MacLaine’s Out on a Limb and Defending Your Life?  Angels, in a very background sort of way, permeate our lives.  We can’t forget Angels in America, recently run in the UK in the British National Theater, no less.

But in our own personal lives, on average, how many of us think about actual angels in the traditional sort of manner?  Where they watch over us, keep us safe and help us out of things we’d rather not muddle into.  I personally did not think of angels in that way since I was a young child saying my prayers on bent knees before bed.

Yet, one morning while I was walking towards the train, my heart felt heavy,  I took a deep breath and forced levity into my heart and mind.  I made myself repeat an affirmation that always fills me with lightness.  Yet, it didn’t work that morning.  For some reason, I happened to look up into the sky.  Above me I felt/saw/experienced an overwhelming feeling of love, happiness…radiance.  It seemed as if there was — an angel in the sky watching over me that morning.

On a tiny island not even attached to mainland USA, in a neighborhood that was still too sleepy to notice, I had a wonderful feeling of alright-ness.  Sure, not a word but it’s a most wonderful feeling.

So while you may not see what I saw in the picture above.  I know what I felt.  It felt real and true.  You could say that my recent health challenge could have precipitated my, err, atypical aerial visitation.  You could say that I was in desperate need of my morning coffee.  Or, like me, you could say…

Wow.