Angels have always been around me all my life. I may not always been aware of them but, nonetheless, they were there. I’ve always had the sense that someone/ something was protecting and guiding me but I wasn’t sure who/ what. My mom always gave me angel gifts and then later other people would. I could never understand why. Perhaps they knew more than I did?
It wasn’t until I started attending the psychic chat rooms in AOL ( remember them?) and connecting with Sylvia Browne and Doreen Virtue that I really began to make a conscious connection to angels. When I did, I would find dimes crossing my path. I didn’t know what that meant until I started to research it and verified that it was a sign of angels. Then, I started seeing the number 44/ 444 and also verified that it was the sign of Angels. They were letting me know that they were present in my life. So, I began to verbally call on them and could feel their presence. Feathers would also appear in the most unexpected of places.
Then, the miracles started happening. The first was when I got into a car accident. I was stopped at a two way stop. There was another car that was stopped as well. I tried in vain to make eye contact and signal to the driver to proceed but she never acknowledged me. She has her head down looking at something on her lap. I waited for her to proceed through the stop sign but she didn’t. I started through the stop but the other driver did as well. She clipped me in the rear of the car and my car started to spin and veer off onto a sidewalk. Unfortunately, there was a great big tree there and my car was headed directly towards it. I was about to crash into it and I remember calling out ” God help me” and then I could feel a presence sitting next to me and could hear them say ” Turn your steering wheel to the left”. I did and I narrowly escaped hitting the tree head on. My car has some damage but I was able to drive it home. God had sent me help truly- he sent his helper- an Angel.
Then, came the horrific day- 9/11 . Proceeding this day, I met up with my brother who was in town for the weekend visiting my parents. He called me up to ask me out to lunch. It was rare thing for him to do. There was definitely a distance and disconnect between us. At the time, I was working for Sears but we met up for my lunch break. We had a nice chat and he informed me that he was going to New York for some meetings during the week. We finished our lunch and said our goodbyes. The weekend ended and I was back into my usual routine with my sons. The day of 9/11 arrived. I took my two older sons to school and then dropped off my youngest son at his school. As I was driving home listening to the radio the news of what was happening in New York was breaking. At first, I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Was it a hoax? I got home and turned on the tv. I began to see the horror of it all and I watched as a plane hit the first tower and then the second. I remember asking the Angels to surround, guide and protect the people inside those towers . I was glued to the tv most of the day. I remember being worried about my sons but received the messages to pick them up from school. When everyone was home safe and sound, I remember breathing a sigh of relief. I tried to comfort them and keep them busy throughout the day. Then, the phone call came from Mom. What I didn’t know was that my brother was attending a meeting in the second tower and nobody had heard from him. I remember this feeling of calmness flowing through me and I just knew that he was safe. Sure enough, the call came that verified that. He , against what he was being directed to do, climbed down all those steps of the building and narrowly escaped the collapse of the second tower. He told me that he had the sense that he was guided that day. Of course, it was Angels and I could sense that they were there that fateful day.
There were many other incidents in my life where I sensed the presence of Angels since then. One particular incident stands out in my head. My son, who has Epilepsy, began to lose muscle tone and physical function throughout those intervening years. He had trouble walking and retaining balance while standing. He began to need assistance so we walked behind him holding him up by the waist. One day, after dropping off my middle son at school, we got home and he was especially wobbly getting out of the car. I really had to grip him by the waist to hold him up. There’s 3 concrete steps to climb up to get into our front door. We made it up two steps but I could feel him losing all balance and he leaned heavily into me. I couldn’t maintain balance and I began to feel us falling down the steps together. I made sure he was cushioned by my body. It was then that I felt a presence cushioning both of us and it felt that we were floating in air on the way down. We landed softly but miraculously neither of us were hurt. It was a hard fall for sure which could have resulted in serious injuries yet we were unharmed. We were safe. Again, I had Angels to thank for that.
So, I know that Angels surround me, guide and protect me now. I just know. I don’t doubt. Ten years ago, I , who was never one to imagine myself with a tattoo, got mine. I wanted an Angel on my shoulder with a butterfly tattoo on hers. It’s a fantasy design of sorts. It’s a reminder of my gratitude and acknowledgement of Angels in my life.
And so it goes.
Tarot and Oracle Readings with other Spiritual Matters by Barb Ward 