Once upon a time my grandmother told me that when you find a white feather in your path an angel is near. Your guardian angel contacting and guiding you.
I have heard this theory a few times over the years from different people and always put it down to superstition or an old wives tale etc and that its just the feather of a bird and that people were being silly.
But recently I had my first encounter with this mystic white feather.
I had been thinking alot lately of my grandmother who had passed on a few years ago. She had been entering my dreams etc for a short spell and reminding me of her. I wondered if she was ok wherever she was or even if she was anywhere. At times my faith is tested and at times I will be sceptical of God etc.
Recently was one of them times where I had been sceptical of the existance of God and had a spell of trying to detatch myself and see what it felt like – to live in a world for what it was. No God, no divine, no spiritworld, nothing but humans wandering round on a planet existing and that we was alone. It started off strong…
Then the dreams began of relatives passed over, of nana talking to me in her home, or sat in mums chair etc. They werent unusual dreams they were just normal dreams nothing special but the people in them had returned at a certain point. Luck also faded slightly and finances and job became harder in a few brief days. Luck went against me etc.
So just when I seeked a source of comfort it happened. Almost divinely it came to me. I pulled up on mums drive in my car and got out. I stood there and there was no wind and was a peaceful day when suddenly before me fell – a white feather.
It drifted slowly to the floor and landed at my feet. I stood there and looked at it. It was a beautiful pure white feather and I had no idea where it came from. I picked it up and looked at it. It was pure white. I wondered what kind of a bird it could of come from? Usually seagulls have grey or dark grey or blue tints on the end and there isn’t many of them where I live either. It was brilliant white. Thats when I remembered the superstition and the myth of the white feather. Where did this feather come from?
I have always since growing up been unsure of religion and never really followed it. I never studied it etc. I never believed in mermaids and fairies and goblins etc and I placed angels in this category but in my mind I always believed in God and Ghosts etc.
This was a fascinating insight into spiritual beings we are all told about through our lives. Where had this feather come from?
It was brilliant white something like you would expect to see on an angels wings.
Whether it was an angel close by or not or my guardian angel I shall never know but either way it was a source of comfort for me and was nice and felt happy because I felt like I was being looked after. I imagined my guardian angel. It gave me comfort and a love feeling. Was I being protected by a spiritual being helping me through life? I imagined the beautiful white wings of an angel.
Once before I have believed I experienced an angel many years ago. I was in bed and at a low in my life. I didn’t know what to do. I was lost and alone and worried and scared. I lay in bed sad and alone. Thats when I felt a warmth take over me. I suddenly felt guidance and answers and a way forward and more at peace. It was beautiful. I felt like I had been touched by an angel. Perhaps people will say it is in my imagination who knows but whatever happened it helped me move forward.
There could be other explanations etc and I am not someone who jumps to conclusions and immediate answers of the divine. Maybe there was a good explanation. But the idea of an angel worked for me and made me feel comfort. It helped me rise again and have direction.
Oh at times when I am at a low how I wish I had an angel, how I hope I do have a guardian angel who can protect me and guide me and keep me from hurt and pain and sadness. May they lead me to safety and keep me from harm and heartache. May they help me to do the right thing and help my life be the best it can be despite the pain and the sadness at times we will suffer. At times we will all be at a low. But may the angels help us rise again and guide us to a little piece of heaven on Earth that we all crave and need and want.
So may the white feathers fall close by us all, May the divine let us know they are there with us.
I dont believe I am blessed. No more than anyone else. Perhaps the signs are always there for us all to see. But perhaps at times with our busy lives we fail to notice.
Do I believe in Angels… I would like to say yes