Angel Interventions
We can create our own if we choose to.
Along the grief road I have found that no matter what people’s beliefs are before losing a loved one, some of us become willing to consider new notions after a loss.
Forty-eight is the number of years I lived without ever considering seeing a clairvoyant. But after my son died you’d better believe I paid a psychic $200.00, clinging to a tiny shred of hope that she could help me communicate with him.
Although my psychic story is very compelling, that’s not what this post is about.
It’s about everyday occurrences I like to call angel interventions.
Whether you believe in angels or not, and whether you believe they can visit us or not, we can create our own little belief system to help us get through the day.
We all need an intervention once in a while.
A little more than a year ago I wrote a piece describing what I think is undeniable evidence of my son directly communicating with me. You can read it here if you like.
Judging by the overwhelming number of reads and responses to the story, I’m certain I’m not a nut-job.
I didn’t have to fabricate that story because it actually did happen, but this next little angel occurrence is one I made up because it gave me comfort. I have no evidence. Just an optimistic mind.
The occurrence.
I wear one of my son’s necklaces. It’s a man’s chain with a saint’s pendant attached and I rarely take it off.
One night I was hustling my butt off at work, not giving a second thought to anything but my job.
During a brief pause in my busy night, I subconsciously reached for the pendant. The moment my fingers made contact I could feel that it was detached from the chain.
By pure chance, the broken clasp had clung to a thread on my blouse.
I swiftly tucked the pendant into my pocket and continued on with work, realizing that if I’d taken another two steps, the pendant would have likely dropped to the floor and been lost forever.
WHAT ARE THE CHANCES??
Yes, I’m writing loudly!
What are the actual chances that I would have reached for the pendant at the exact moment I could have lost it forever?
And let me tell you, I would have been devastated if I’d lost his pendant because it’s the last thing that touched his body before I left him in the funeral home.
I call this event an angel intervention whether it is one or not. And the sole purpose was to make me smile, believing that he was with me.
It’s human nature to want some kind of affirmation that our loved ones are near when they feel so far away.
We’re looking for reasons to smile when we could otherwise give into our resting bitch grief face.
Stories of angel interventions, whether real or coincidental, always have the power to give us hope that they do indeed exist. And that they’re with us right now.
Do you have any stories of angel interventions?
Give it a go in the comments. Make someone smile today!
I see angels all the time, usually in the form of birds. Raves, hawks, bluejays. Whenever i went out anywhere, my wife would ask the angels to watch over me. Usually, before I even got off my street on the way to do the errands, a single raven would fly over the car and land on the light pole, stare down at me and caw. I'm talking 9 out of 10 times.
A couple weeks after she died, I went out back because I was going to have a ceremonial burn in the fire pit and I was getting the wood ready. I heard a hawk call and looked up in the sky to see 8 hawks circling and calling down. For a split second, I felt as if I was in teh consciousness of teh hawks looking down at me in the backyard. I mean I could see myself how I looked from their vantage point. They circled a couple of times, flew over to my backyard, circled again and flew off on their way. I stood there with my mouth hanging open, tears streaming down my face.
I live in the spiritual, esoteric world everyday, on purpose, but this was above and beyond, and still brings tears even now while writing about it.
Shortly after my dear wife of 48 years passed from her long battle with cancer she sent me an angel message. I returned home one afternoon after a relaxing round of golf with my brother as a way of getting away from the emotional rollercoaster. I went into our bedroom and opened the shade on our window. To my amazement there appeared a perfect impression of a dove in flight. If I could include a picture of it I would. It was left as a light grey/whitish impression. I went out on the deck to see if there was a dead bird or feathers there. Nothing. This image stayed on that window for months. I showed it to everyone and shared it on social medium. All were either amazed as I was or a bit skeptical. I am convinced that it was my wife letting me know she was ok and that the angels were with her. I have had numerous other messages from her over the last year that reaffirms this. I BELIEVE!!