Throughout the last week of December, I kept finding feathers in my hair, on the floor, in a wicker bowl I got from a friend. Intuitively, I knew they had something to do with angels. Then I got an invitation from a friend to be part of an angel visit. I immediately said yes. The past five days, I’ve had angels staying with me. The journey unfolded in a way that blew my mind from the moments just before they arrived to the moment of their departure.
Last Friday evening, I attended that same friend’s transformational birthday party. Transformational because the angels’ visit to her had unfolded miracles.
I had to leave the party early because my angels were arriving at 10:30. Miracles started happening the minute I decided to leave – after I saw a feather on her kitchen floor. It takes me 25 minutes to get home in good traffic, but because of all the goodbyes, I didn’t end of leaving until 10:15. I said a prayer as I drove and arrived home at 10:25. I didn’t speed. I have no idea how I did this. Somehow, time had stood still.
When the time came, I blessed and lit the candle, placed the names of the three people I’d be sending the angels to next in one envelope, my three wishes in a second envelope with an apple on top, and placed a beautiful white baby’s breath plant next to them. Then I opened the door to great my angels.
The night stood quiet and still, yet my wind chimes jingled. I felt the energy of the angels as they entered. A shrill ran through me. The closest feeling I can liken it to, is the first time I held my baby son in my arms. Tears of awe filled my eyes and heart.
I read the invocation and thanked them for coming, but had to retire because I had to be at work the next morning at 5:00 AM.
My alarm clock went off at 4:00. I had slept through the night, which is unusual on my first night back to work. After reaching to turn off the alarm, I rolled back over and looked up. A shadow twice the size of a human hung above me. No lights were on. I had no fear. My angels had watched over me all night. I watched as the shadow gently faded away.
At work, things were a bit slow, so I decided to jot down some ideas for a few workshops I’d been thinking about. Almost as if something was moving my pen, ideas poured onto the page. The workshops practically formed themselves – and they were brilliant. I knew I’d received some type of Divine Inspiration. Another angel miracle.
Over the next couple of days, I went shopping, something I hate to do, so I only do it once or twice a year. This time I took my angels with me. Not only did I hit sale upon sale, everything I tried on fit perfect and looked great. I ended up with a complete wardrobe, including coat, shoes, bras, panties, leggings, scarf, jewelry, and seven complete outfits that look fabulous for under $400.00. That doesn’t happen.
One find in particular let me know the presence of my angels. I’d been looking for a new winter coat for several months. I knew what I wanted, but couldn’t quite put it into words. I’d heard Eddie Bauer’s coats were on sale for 50% off. I went there first. To my joy and surprise, their entire stock of winter coats was 70% off.
I tried several on that were nice, but not quite what I wanted. When I hung my coat on a hanger and stuck it on a rack, I noticed next to it the perfect coat. It had not been there before. I looked around the store; no others like it were on any of the racks. It was the perfect size and exactly what I’d been looking for. I ended up getting a $150.00 coat for under $50.00. Abundance manifesting for sure. Thank you angels.
I made sound and wonderful business contacts throughout the week, had someone from Hawaii contact me for coaching services based on my website, and they bought my book, I’d slept soundly every night, and my son took a huge step on Tuesday to really change his life for the better. After a meeting, he felt like something opened for him. Something Divine. My prayers were manifesting instantly.
On Wednesday, I knew I’d be saying goodbye to my angels, but what they’d given me filled me with joy. That night, a heavy snow fell in Denver, which shut me in for the night. At about 10:00, I decided to go for a walk. The night was calm and serene, pristine in its blanket of glittery snow. The full moon lit the night sky like a shimmering jewel surrounded by billowy clouds. When I returned home, at 10:30, on the night of the full moon, I said goodbye to my angels. I asked for some type of sign that their energy would stay with me throughout the year.
I didn’t receive a sign that night, although a cold chill ran through me just before I shut the door. The next morning, while making my bed, I found a feather on the mattress. The sign I’d asked for from my angels. They may have left to serve others, but their energy remained behind. A beautiful experience.
If you’re ever invited to entertain angels, I highly recommend you say yes. You’ll never understand the miracles until you do.