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Angels: Seeing is Believing


Part II. of a Series Exploring Angels

As is typical for a workshop icebreaker, our facilitator asked what brought us to the workshop. Hmm, where to begin. I've had four distinct experiences. They remain etched in my memory. With my foggy memory, I'd prefer to go backwards in time, rather than starting from the beginning.

According to our presenter, specific colors are used for communication by archangels. A couple of weeks before the workshop, I had an amazingly colorful dream. My dear departed mother appeared. I was shocked to see her, as I would be now, since I have accepted her passing. She and I were on a bustling street. I don't know what city we were in. It seemed far away.

I followed her, though it was difficult. In a bazaar atmosphere, we quickly became a part of the group movement, jostling others as we pressed forward. She moved quickly through and past shops with me in pursuit. It wasn't like I was chasing her, as it may sound. It seemed as though this was a perfectly natural way for her to move. As her daughter, I knew I must respect her mode of traveling.

Finally, things slowed down. We entered a shop but just when I thought we might have meaningful contact, she disappeared. Looking for her frantically, I came to a halt. I could move no further. I bumped into an amazing array of ultramarine blue feathers. I was stunned by their beauty and wanted to reach out for a touch. Attached to them, I saw a gold-tinged figure.

Sometimes in our dreams we lose all sense of reality. This dream was different. I'd call it a vision.

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When I awakened I was still spellbound. Though my eyes were open and seeing my bedroom, I longed to return to that place where the angel and my mom resided. I believe in many things but not coincidence. There was no mistaking the feeling. My mother had led me towards an angel.

One of the reasons I was drawn to the workshop was to learn more about this blue-winged angel in my vision and angels generally.

Kuan Yin: Earlywomenmasters.net/Emily Dickinson's Nature Mysticism

African American Folk Sculptor William Edmonson

Dream Visitations

According to Dr. Ian Stephenson, University of Virginia School of Medicine, founder of its Division of Perceptual Studies, my experience with my mother and the angel is a dream visitation. Stephenson says the degree of vividness is a factor distinguishing a regular dream from a visitation. The intense vividness and emotions raised,as well as the true-to-life feelings I was left with, let me know this was a dream visitation. If you are now questioning which of your dreams of deceased loved ones were just dreams and which were dream visitations all you have to do is listen to what your heart said right after the dream.

Where do Angels Belong?

You might be wondering why someone like me, believes in angels, considering my diverse beliefs in the world of magick. It's simple. Angels are higher beings than our religious and spiritual divisions. They connect us to the all knowing love of the divine.

Working with our Higher Self and the soul of our spirituality, whether Kuan Yin, (depicted above), Jesus, Moses, Buddha or any number of differently named Ascended Masters or Divine Spirits from around the world, connects us with the knowing love of the divine. The divine heals because it is of a much higher frequency than most of us have ever known. The healing nature and ability to listen to the smallest concerns present in angels, grows from love.

Tomorrow in Part III., more on how I'm using my oracular nature to connect with archangels, beginning with my encounter with Sandalphon during the workshop.







Comments

  1. My mom passed away many years ago, and I still have dreams where I walk into the house I grew up in and she's there. I'm confused because I know she died. Turns out she's a --for lack of a better word-- ghost, and just her presence comforts me.

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    1. Hold her close Southpaw! She might have passed on but wants you to know she is still there for you.

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  2. What a beautiful dream you had, Stephanie. Some members of my family have seen ghosts, but I have not. I do have extremely vivid dreams though. I'm looking forward to hearing more!

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    1. Thanks for your sentiments and for sharing your experiences Fundy Blue. Mystical things can happen at any time in your life. It all depends on how you look at them.

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  3. All beautifully expressed Stephanie thank you. I look forward to further posts.

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  4. That's amazing! I definitely haven't experienced anything like that before.

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  5. Thank you for sharing, Stephanie! Enjoying reading these :)

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