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!!
I have bird encounters all the time too. The first time after Curtis, my grandson died, was a flock of canada geese flying in their typical formation high above my car. I was so inspired by this vision that words started coming to my head. I raced home to write them down and it turned into a poem I called "A Time To Fly", which I read at his memorial. I've been teased by a raven swooping down at me from atop the lamp posts where I live and had whistling competitions with chickadees hiding in bushes around our storm pond when I'm out walking with our dog. Just yesterday 4 very low flying ducks glided over head and ever so slowly and precisely landed in unison on a still frozen part of the pond. I too, think these birds are always around but I see no coincidence in feeling the loving spirit that now seems to occupy them.
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!!
I have bird encounters all the time too. The first time after Curtis, my grandson died, was a flock of canada geese flying in their typical formation high above my car. I was so inspired by this vision that words started coming to my head. I raced home to write them down and it turned into a poem I called "A Time To Fly", which I read at his memorial. I've been teased by a raven swooping down at me from atop the lamp posts where I live and had whistling competitions with chickadees hiding in bushes around our storm pond when I'm out walking with our dog. Just yesterday 4 very low flying ducks glided over head and ever so slowly and precisely landed in unison on a still frozen part of the pond. I too, think these birds are always around but I see no coincidence in feeling the loving spirit that now seems to occupy them.
In all honesty, I also thought about you when I heard this song of hers as well: One Hell of A Life: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PEJP1a1yjj0
I thought about you and your son when I heard this today. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rlCMJEX3ux4 I don't know if it will live link. Katell Keinig singing Partisan