Many years ago, my sister-in-law and her family gave me this adorable needlepoint pillow to hang on an interior door handle in my home. It’s been with me for 30-years or more. I believe this little pillow speaks clearly to the 80% of individuals in the United States who also believe in angel, So, I guess I can’t go too far afield with this post.
Angels are everywhere. When I moved, several years ago, I happened to relocate next door to a couple of earth angels, anyway that’s how I see them. They’re an older couple who are the most joyful, helpful, and loving neighbors anyone could ask for. And, regardless of their age, it doesn’t stop them watching out for me, doing home repair chores I’m not equipped to do myself and being completely inspirational. I’m sure everyone can identify people in their own lives they swear are angels, too.
Sometime angels come bearing messages that are just for us; then they disappear from our lives and we never see them again. One perfect example happened to me while standing in the check-out line at a health food store in Phoenix, 20-years ago. Back then, I still looked pretty good in high heels, designer jeans, some kind of tank and blazer. At the time, everything I bought was very expensive and looked it. I was about to check out when the man behind me said,
I turned around, looked surprised and without smiling said, “I’m not married.”
I may or may not have had some type of ring on my finger, I don’t remember, but I was slightly defiant thinking someone would naturally assume I was attached.
“And, I’ll bet you’re smart, too.”
With that, I burst into a big smile because I am pretty smart – anyway, according to MENSA tests - but his next comment stunned me.
“Don’t settle,” he said. “Find someone who is smart, rich and kind. Don’t compromise. I’ll tell you, if I wasn’t married, I’d be asking for your phone number.”
This was all quite a surprising comment coming from a total stranger, but it was delivered at a time when I was seriously considering making more permanent a relationship which had several flaws. Frankly, I would have been compromising. I always thought that health food angel was sent by God to warn me and encourage me to put the brakes on.
There are many other angel experiences, which I’ve experienced over the last 35-years. Don’t know about you but I am blessed with angels everywhere. I have my favorites: Michael, Gabriel, and Raphael – going for the Archangels here – who absolutely guarantee that I find the best parking spot, no matter where I’m headed, and they’ve done so for decades. My friends used to laugh but also couldn’t believe where I ended up parking. So, now they ask, too. Thanking angels in advance and after helps. I think they need to feel appreciated, too. Archangel Aerial helps me with my hair and Archangel Chamuel helps me find anything that’s lost - always and without fail when I thank him in advance.
Some of you may be thinking that I shouldn’t bother very busy and important angels with petty requests – but they really don’t mind. They don’t judge what’s important and what isn’t, they’re just happy to help. And, asking, I’ve learned, is the only way to engage their involvement because angels won’t voluntarily step-in – unless, of course, they’re the earth-bound ones. Angels on the spiritual plane need to have the door opened for them. So, in my bedroom, the door to my closet, which I see every time I get in or out of bed, is draped with the cute little pillow that says: I Believe in Angels.
When visitors come to my home and look very closely, they’ll also see angels sprinkled here and there on the shelves of various bookcases and in my office little angels. I even wear a tiny one occasionally on the lapel of a blazer or jacket. I acknowledge them and they acknowledge me right back.
I live with a simple philosophy about abundance in any form you can imagine – those who believe, receive.